Lee, I realize that it is "normal" WW behavior, but it is almost comical to see and hear her at times. I made a comment about her nail polish (simply stated that I noticed her pink polish) She said, "I have always worn nail polish" (NOT! She is a biter, and when she did have clear polish on, she would pick it off a bit at a time)
I ran into OM's D18 today. She is his favorite DD, and she Graduates from HS on Sat, and leaves on SUn for 4 months of travel. He will be lost without her. She has been a facilitator of sorts, encuraging the A. Way before the A, she told W that she wished she was her mom! Scary!
BIG bonus again!!! I am very pleased with my performance at work. There is a good chance that a major shift in structuring will occur, since one of the main people quit today. This guy had been with the Co for 5 years, and had been BB's friend since age 7.
W is at SILs today. I will see her when I see her. It is nice when she is gone. I have stopped caring where she is. I have stopped hoping that she will sponaneously change her mind and come running back to me(almost a comical hope when you think about it.)
I am not giving up, but I am trying my best to completely detach. I keep saying I have it covered, only to realize when I see her again that I am still hooked. The last couple of days have been a time of transition. I have only briefly seen W, but when I did, I let her start the conversations, and I had little to say. I was positive and happy, but short on words. I didn't seek out her conversation, nor did I reach out with any affection.
Time for some work in the garden, a round of weedeating, and some forging. Fill up the time, and it flies by.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ A scab is a beautiful thing-- a coin the body has minted, with an invisible motto: In God We Trust. Our body loves us, and, even while the spirit drifts dreaming, works at mending the damage that we do.
