Thanks Pattie and Zoo--let's just hope that he decides to take the hard road and decide to work on things. I actually feel like he WILL choose that option, so I can at least breathe again.

I have a monster of a headache, though. It's totally stress induced and I feel like I have a hangover.

So as long as I was on a roll, I called my folks to tell them the latest. I really work at keeping them in the dark because they worry about me. (I'm the oldest kid and ironically the one kid they DIDN'T ever worry about... and I don't like being fretted over at the almost age of 42.)

My mom was relieved and felt good about what I was telling her. We chatted about my upcoming trip, and they really ARE excited about it. Hey, at least I know they love me and tell me this.

Then my sister called on her way home from work to catch up. I don't worry about telling her stuff because she's really a good listener. Needless to say, she was very hopeful that Mr. W. would choose to reconcile.

I asked them all to pray for his decision to come easily AND quickly--so that I don't have to make that doggone button (and my mom did laugh at that too).

Maybe I'll have a T-shirt made instead that says, "We're working on it. Don't ask."

Now, ocean friends, I'm gathering my kids and we're heading to bed. It's not even 9:00 and D10 is wiped out from CSAP testing and D7 will be happy if I put a movie in the VCR. Then I can happily read more Harville Hendrix and nod off into oblivion.

And that concludes our in-flight entertainment. Ladies and gentlemen, please stow your trays to the locked position and your seats in the full and upright postion. Please fasten your seatbelts for our landing.

And pray like he!! that this plane has working landing gear!

"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."

Albert Einstein