Thanks, Corri. I know I'm not going to leave the house, although I was toying with the idea of living with my mom this morning. I am so tired this morning. It reminds me so much of the waning days of marriage #1. I remember one night in particular during which I came to the realization that, "hey, this person does not love you anymore. In fact, they hate you." I was actually wrong at the time, but I remember how let down I felt, realizing that this person I had thought I was going to spend my life with, was locking me out of the bedroom and refusing to talk with me.
