323 days…
So so tired today.
Andrew came …. I thought he was going to finish off the drain but he really only came to see me and see what else needed to be done.
So the backyard is still “interesting” but at least he was able to see how the drain was working.
Work for me tomorrow.
I want to go back, but I don’t’ want to go back.
I just wonder if I’ll be expected to lie and say that Christmas was good.
I miss you.
I love you.
XA
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Hope it goes ok for you; I think that same trepidation overwhelms me once in a while still about Myra and her family members and their expectations… wish I were close enough to hug you; it would help me a lot.
perhaps a code word for yourself? Something that doesn’t get you into all sorts of “cheer up” comments from people, or pitying looks, but also doesn’t Lie. Sort of an asterix to yourself. Um, like “it was dandy.” While thinking in your mind, and by “dandy” I mean “it really f-ing sucked, thank you for asking.”