Yea, even if it's so I never have to try and figure out an alphabet soup like that, I will pass. lol.
Minor update:
Well, I think I am ok for now. W and I are back to the usual daily back-n-forth. She's called once as I posted earlier. I called once to let her know I told her the wrong time for my meeting this evening. When I called, she was short and was not home (she said she was on her way home at 9:30 when she called me...it was 12:00 when I talked to her). Why does she have to either lie or whatever that is she's doing about something so stupid. Just say you're not going home, or you don't know what you're going to do. Geezus. I didn't ask what she was doing anyway, she volunteered the info. Maybe I could ask her to only do that when she actually knows what she's doing, or isn't prepared to lie about it.
I think my new goal will be to NOT pay attention to where my W is, or when she gets home. I know that sounds pretty basic and for me, tough, but it's time. It's part of letting go.
So, that aside, and it truly is, you all, my own desire, and time have helped me get back to my "ok" place. I am back on course for Ireland with a beginner's mind and a child's curiosity.
Know what I am most afraid of right now? That I won't be able to just leave this crap behind for the trip. I think I will be able to. I plan on it. Maybe I just don't pack it, huh? It's just in the execution that I suffer some anxiety.
