A week. An eternity.
It's been a week now since I've moved out. I spent much of yesterday with at least a few of the family. The middle child it turns out is not taking things well.
The apple doesn't fall far from the dysfunctional tree. She is like me in keeping things bottled up. We have connected her with the help she needs.
Yesterday was particularly rough since it was/would have been our 28th anniversary. The day was rough for both C and myself. For most of it I was down. Especially in the evening. As always with me depression is an all too attractive alternative. Or likely if not attractive.
This morning however I got up and ran for 7 miles. I am continually amazed at the difference running makes. The attitude shift is amazing.
I'm watching the third swim for a bit. Tonight C, the kids and I are going to a baseball game.
At this point I'm getting used to the new arrangement. My plan is to do that through mid-August. At that point kids will be back in school. Two big projects at work will be done. At that point I think I'll be willing and able to volunteer some time and skill toward LGBT projects - a good way to meet folks and to do good. I've increased my meetings with a focus on gay or gay-friendly groups.
All in all doing okay at this point. It's amazing how much has changed and how little has changed.
Random picture of my new table cloth. I think I'll have to iron it later.
Now let's see if this posts from my phone - the wonders of modern technology ;)