Aint no sunshine when she's gone...

My roomie left for the weekend today. If it had been a few days ago, I think I'd be having a breakdown. But somewhere between yesterday and today, I finally snapped out of the 10 day funk that began with a few too many glasses of wine. I feel better. Life seems normal again. Last night, I wore the bad influence badge. I needed some me time...which included las dos amigas. I was so super happy they decided to join me and play hookie from our church group. I didn't ask them to, as I hate to pull them away from their time with our Lord. But I was secretly hoping they'd choose to hang with me, even if it meant we were all just lazing about doing our own thing.

And, somewhere in that space of time I began to feel "normal" again. I'm glad normal means...happy, content, surrounded by loving friends, even being a bit upset with the kid and her normal teenage antics. Yeah, I think I've finally climbed out of the abyss I was pushed into by S3. Poor kid was kind of an innocent bystander. Yeah, not that innocent, he did knock me over. But if the abyss wasn't created by the cowardly cheating ex, I would have stumbled, maybe fallen to my knees and gotten back up in a day or two. While it took me a good 10 to recover, it was still only 10 days!!!! Yee doggie!

Now all I need is my Sunshine back home again. What will I do come June???????