I am feeling a little melancholy today. I am missing my W. I suppose these feelings are natural and I have to give myself permission to have them.
I took my S down to W's apartment tonight. I took a microwave oven down there we had in the basement so she wouldn't have buy one. We seldom use it anyway. I helped install some software on her laptop. We had a minor dispute regarding one of her commission checks and a bill of hers I paid, but we came to agreement on it.
She seems to be doing well on her own, at least for the first week. I don't know what to feel about that - whether it's a good thing or a bad thing (Not very good detaching, no?)
S drops old SNES video game console at apartment and it appears it may be broken. He's all upset and and W says something to the effect of either getting over it or not ruining your life. I wanted so bad to say something about him imitating his Mom, but I bit my tongue.
