Thanks again, opti. It's encouraging to know I am not totally nuts for feeling like that. That I'll be more and more okay however the wind blows. That still doesn't mean I'm throwing it all up in the wind to blow away, just that maybe I won't be in a frantic scramble to try and capture all the pieces and put them back in a safe place. Like trying to rake leaves in a pile on a windy day.

Funny story about last night. After being outside the majority of the day (about 20 degrees outside) I was getting pretty chilly when I got in last night. We had soup and grilled cheese sandwiches for 'dinner', my mom did that a lot on Sunday nights. After cleaning up the dishes I snuggled in at the computer, and H did the same with his laptop. At one point I wanted to 'slip into something more comfortable', so I slipped my arms out of the sleeves of my sweatshirt, and took an undergarment off, and slipped my shirt back on, nothing exposed, but THAT got H's attention! He asked just what was I looking at on the computer screen!! I said come and find out, but he didn't. Maybe it's mystery, but I usually have numerous windows and documents open, work on something or look at one while another one is loading with the slow dial up. So I am constantly clicking back and forth between screens and windows. I wonder if he's wondering........


Live your life while you are still living.
Riding the trail less traveled.