GGB, Well, another aspect of this whole thing is that I weaned the baby last week. So yes I'm free and clear to go to WWME (as soon as I find a babysitter, insert hysterical laughter here). So I know that I'm hormonal and sad and the dark cloud of my dad is hangin over me, for sure.
See, I did the loving reminder the first week. When the second week evolved into an encore of the first, then I got pissy and detached. To me, a setback is the first week...we start drifting because of life, etc, and one of us pulls us back together. When it begins to look like a pattern, then I get paranoid and hurt.
