Thanks Andrew. I am fortunate to have depressed on 2008, the first year of FB. We never had those pictures, just the old fashioned kind stored in a bad in my basement. Never been public on social media with anyone I’ve dated so that never pops up. M is the first. No R statuses but tagging each other in pictures as such.
I often marvel through all I’ve been through and survived and accomplished since then. Mailing a few times, changing jobs, learning how to be a first time mom alone. Advancing my degree, buying a house. All on my own. And raising an amazing child. Early on I didn’t think I could survive it, let alone find happiness. But I have.
I have had a killer 3 days at work, sometimes my job can be so extremely mentally draining, I am zapped by the time I get home. I’ve been alone and enjoying reading a really good book on my couch the past few days.
I’m leaving for the bachelorette party and I can’t wait! Keeping the secret from the bachelorette that I am coming when I said I wasn’t has been hard. They arrived today, I’ll arrive tomorrow night . My friend said the bachelorette is disappointed I’m not there. So my plan tomorrow is to meet them at a bar by our place and casually stroll in and ask if I can buy a drink to celebrate. We have fun stuff going on, a male revue with VIP seating and the hot seat for our friend. A party tour bus with a DJ and a abar tender, wineries and farmers markets. I’m pretty sure my liver is going to hate me.
M has been in a lot of contact on his solo vacay. Always wishes me good morning and goodnight, sends me pics, tells me he misses me and said during a conversation “ as long as you are you and perfect, we will be sharing many sunsets together . He’s having a good time. My D is having a dog time. I’m about to have a good time. But I can’t wait to see the ones I love
