I was supposed to be out of town for 4 days with The Man. He went on our vacation (early) anyway, skipping the therapy appointment.
I decided to work most of the weekend. I went to a client’s party Saturday, showed a house, and went to a family dinner. Sunday I worked an open house. And then I stayed up WAY too late reading a good book. That book had me sobbing which I think I needed.
Today I went to an antiques fair, came home to put pj’s back on and work and mope from the couch.
I am not missing The Man. I am missing everything I gave up for him. My friends that I have drifted from, my workouts, me. I miss me. I am loving being alone in my house, with my cats, just doing whatever I want. Watching whatever I want.
The muggy, cloudy afternoon fits my mood perfectly. I am muggy and clouded. I cannot force a good mood. I need to not be near people right now.