Oh my dear Rabbit... I would never let you miss the party!
I am waiting for Pearl to get back from her trip and then it is party time my friends!
So, I am all moved in. Woohoo!!!!
I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE my place! It is so "me". You know, after being married for 20 years when you are always considering the other person's preferences in the home, it is so fun and refreshing to do things my way. I love it.
Still surrounded by boxes and putting stuff away, all the litle "touches" of decorating and making it feel like home... but that's the fun part.
The other thing going on is that the kids and I moving into our own place (as opposed to with my parents as we have been living) seems to have sparked a crisis for my H. He is now contacting me a lot and bringing up reconciliation. He says he is now suddenly doing the reading I asked him to do during piecing but never did and is realizing all kinds of things he never realized before.
Hold the phone! Nope. Let me tell you... my H is not any where near being in a healthy enough place to extend ANY trust back to or to be in a R with at this point. I told him this very clearly. But he wants to know if we can at least "talk" from time to time.
Sigh. At this point... way too little, way too late.
But, I am happy.... loving my place, loving my life. The kids are happy. Life is good.
