Wednesday, June 20, 2007

This Evening


This evening, with N away at basketball camp, W and I will be going out for dinner to celebrate his birthday after I spend an hour with my EAP counselor this afternoon working through how to handle my ugly, overly complex life. At about the same time that we are out to dinner BJ will be having "the talk" with his wife. Now, if after the talk she puts two and two together (and there's no reason to think she wouldn't) and decides to call that number that pops up over and over on their cell phone bill things could get mighty interesting.

If you see a mushroom cloud or two emanating from the Midwest this evening at least you'll know why. . .

Lordy, I feel a panic attack coming on. . .

4 comments:

BJ said...

Boy, that's a comfort. ;-)


lol

Finished Last said...

I hope all is well with you dear.

Fiona said...

breathe breathe breathe

If that call does come through, one thing I do know is, you will respond with dignity.

I'll be thinking of you TS

hugs

Trueself said...

BJ - Sorry babe. Paranoia on my part.

FL - Thanks, I'm fine. For now. . .

Fiona - Yes, must breathe. I hope I can respond to all of this with dignity. It's not easy when one feels tremendous guilt and responsibility on one's shoulders.