Sunny

I woke up this morning dreading an entire two days by myself with nothing I had to do and nowhere I had to go. I made lunch plans with a friend and I have to admit that when it came time to get dressed to leave, I didn't want to go. I didn't want to leave the cocoon of my house. But I managed to drag myself off the couch and over to the diner to meet my friend. And I'm so glad I did. We had a nice time catching up and I was able to talk about some of the things I was feeling. Without crying. Maybe this means I'm improving.

I felt so good after our visit that I stopped at Bed Bath and Beyond and picked up some new cheerful, springy things for the house. I decided to toss the faded old bathroom mats and replaced them with vibrant purple. I found the perfect gauzy curtains for our master bedroom. I opened all the windows in the house and let the sunny spring breeze wash away some of the ick in the house. I scrubbed the bathroom and washed all the tile floors. There is something so theraputic about a clean, lavender scented house, neatly folded clothes, and curtains wafting in the breeze.

And tonight, on what is thankfully, my last night of being home alone, I'm content to eat chips and salsa for dinner and lose myself in a Sex in the City marathon on E.