Boxes vs Papers – Clash of the Titans
I have painted myself into a dangerous corner. I don’t want to label it procrastination because I would think that what I had been doing instead of doing my papers would have been fun (like watching TV or reading a book), but it too has been work and just as important.
Unpacking Baggage, Excess and Otherwise…
I have stuff, and it all arrived finally this past week. Just so this happened the day after I picked up mr horrible from the airport. Happy coincidence? Yes.
He Expected a Fight and Other Epiphanies
mr horrible flew 1400 miles expecting a fight. He got polite indifference and watched me leave for class without telling him anything. What changed wasn't him. It was me.
Bracing For Impact…
I must be suffering from the effects of residual stress because my head has been pounding all day. I can only assume that it is my body reacting to what I have yet to wrap my mind around completely: that in a matter of hours my calm will be disrupted by the arrival of mr horrible. I have been too busy to really stop and take stock.
I Should Have Known – Signs It’s Not Meant to Be
I should have known that my marriage was not going to last the first time I looked at the sleeping face of mr Horrible and I wanted to smother it with a pillow.
