Not much different than it was before. Mostly quiet on the home front. S and I bought a clothes washer for the apartment, so no more having to drive across town! Yay! Plus, he's been learning how to help clean up a bit, so that's good.
So...I did a thing back in September, the night before the D was supposed to happen. I wrote W an email that was basically really, really honest about how I felt about her...but it was patterned after the "final letter" thing that the DB book (I think, or something else) had laid out...basically to just give myself closure (since she hasn't done it, and didn't have plans to). It was kind of a goodbye, thanks for the memories, and I'm sorry I wasn't better for you thing.
Of course, she didn't bother reading it.
Last night, W called me at 11:45 pm. S was staying at her house, so I answered in case it was an emergency...it was an odd time for her to call. She was crying. She had just read it.
She was upset about something in it (although there was NO negativity towards her at all in it, and overall it was a positive email).
She wouldn't say why she was crying, she just said "I shouldn't have called, I shouldn't say what I want to say..." so I said "Okay, well, I hope you have a good night and get some rest" and I ended the call.
