continued detachment, anxiety, and joys of limbo

[Phoebe]

So I did my walk to retrieve my phone, and it was good to be outside, of course. I live I such a beautiful part of the world, and it's too easy to take it for granted. The birds had a lot to say, even if it's harder to see them now that the trees have leafed out.

The thunderstorms have arrived, and I am pinned down in my car at the moment, waiting for them to pass, so I came to this site!! Shocker, right?

So I guess I'm in some kind of holding pattern until the holiday is over. I don't know why on earth H couldn't have contacted me himself instead of this coward's approach. Of course, this is the same man who literally ran away from home l, followed by an email, rather than tell me to my face that there was a problem, so I shouldn't be surprised. I just am.

Still no reply from H to my email. Par for the course, now that he's got other people to do his communicating for him.

Oh well. I'm hanging in there today. No tears so far, which is also pretty shocking, but says a fair bit about how far I've come, I guess. Yesterday's tsunami has passed, and now there's just more cleanup. I'm not perky, but I'm OK.