Have you ever been happy, depressed, excited, anxious, frustrated, and ecstatic all at the same time? That’s how I feel right now.
After two and a half months of misery, Sophia is coming home on Monday! It’s been over TWO MONTHS since she left for New York!
Of course I’m very excited, but I’m also very anxious. We’re going to be living in the same house for the first time in a while (“even though we will be remaining separated in reality” adds Sophia). Now, if we have a fight, I have no where to run, unless some local blogger offers me their spare bedroom for the night.
Did I accomplish anything special in those two months alone? No.
Did I go into therapy like I promised Sophia in order to discuss some “issues?” No.
Did I write a screenplay that sold for a million dollars? No.
Did I find a high-paying full time job with medical benefits? No.
Did I take care of myself, eat the right foods, and exercise a lot? No.
Did I watch “Dancing with the Stars” last night because I am totally in love with the dancer Cheryl Burke? Yes.
Did I talk with my penis much too much? Yes.
Did I continue blogging successfully without having Sophia as my “editor?” Absolutely.
Today is Wednesday. I have so much to do before she arrives home.
I need to clean up the house.
I need to fix her car.
I need to tell Emily and Trish that they must find their own apartment.
