Ow,ow,ow, ow. All it took was one slightly friendly email in which she gave me nothing but thanks for helping her out and I'm right back in the middle of it. She didn't even call it home but just said the town name when she said she would drop something off. To say I am having detachment problems is an understatement if massive proportions! What I don't understand is that I know that I have to let go but I seem to be finding her more and more attracted to her the more independent she becomes. Today is going to be tough. I have to write a presentation for tomorrow that I know is going to be a nightmare to put together. I also have to resist the urge to tell my boss where to shove it. Last night, we were discussing a talk from the head of research from a big research company. The stuff he presented took 16 years and 50 people. I started this project a year ago (in a totally new field) and am on my own. He then told me I had to get cracking on things and walked off. I can't stand working with that man much longer. The moral in the lab is terrible because of the way he treats people but I really want to reach some sort of ending on this project. Throw in the marriage stuff and I'm almost ready to blow a gasket!
