My W was doing some serious packing last night. We were able to get together about where my S will be for the next two weeks. She has another job interview today, though she may start her new job as early as tomorrow. I feel like I'm doing OK with whole move thing right now. I don't know why. I think I am still holding out hope that she'll be able to get her mental house in order and will eventually come back. So maybe it's denial. Maybe it's realism.
Got on the scale again this morning. I am up to 21 lbs. lost this year. I'm feeling pretty good. I think I'd like to lose about 8-10 more, and that's it - or it will be too much.
For Mother's Day, my W suggested going to church together (she hasn't been to church with me since Feb.) and then going out to lunch together with my S. Then she suggested we ride together for about 40 minutes and I drop her off to see her Mom and I go and see my Mom and pick her up on way back. I accepted, but I wasn't overly eager. This whole thing makes absolutely no sense sometimes.
