I'm glad that football starts again tonight, as it'll definitely help get my mind off the sitch for at least a few hours a week... Although I closely associate football with W, as it used to be a hell of a great time and tradition for us to watch all the games together...
Today marks 6 days since W last reached out to me, which is the longest stretch we've gone without talking for over three months. I'm torn about this, as I know I need to be dark right now and let the new information (about her bringing OM on a family vacation evidently) sink in... but it still stings to not hear a peep from her in so long.
I'm planning on trying to find someone to watch the game with tonight... to get out of the house and be around people in a social setting. Starting my workout routine back in full force tomorrow, so that should boost my mood considerably as well.
So long story short, I miss W (as always) but I'm working on GAL and detaching... Working on paving the road back home, putting up the signs and lights and making sure I don't push her down the road myself... Some days, that's tougher than others.
