I'm fighting the crazymaker big time this morning, don't know why it's rattling around so much in my brain...I just had the thought of " what if I go home at noon and he's packed up and moved out".... "what if he's with her this morning while I'm here at work"....grrrrrrrr.....why does this hit me so out of the blue? I guess because I can't shake the mental image from this morning of him sitting sort of "shrunken" into the chair, it's just so unusual...like all the air had been sucked out of him....
I guess I need to get out the stop sign big time! and I need to back off and give him space.
