S/he is at his parent’s cottage with his folks and family. I’m having coffee and thinking of the bazillion things I need to be doing. Must. Put. The. Internet. Down.

Progress has been made on the bathroom, and if I can keep that shit moving, my tub could be in the actual bathroom and put of my living room by the end of the week. I have some set up I need to do to pressure test all the abs drain pipe. Send up some positive thoughts that I have no leaks?

With all the movement/change that has been happening between Misty and his/her wife, you would think I would be over the fucking moon! Instead I feel this crazy fear.

I keep having to tell myself that whatever happens will be what it will be. S/he will love me or not… There is nothing to be done one way or the other. I get to choose what is heart healthy and good for me. All I need to do is love. And that loving will lead me down the right path for me. I am very confident of that.

I am going to get busy. Put down the lap top and DO some things.