Disused Disappointment

Friday was good. Got 5 new SRs, which is not ideal, and I didn’t kill any of them. But I’m on queue all next week so probably it will smooth out. Still lots of feels from Shanda but it seems like we’re burning through them now – we accomplished shopping and prep for her date and a nice night together.

Busy on Saturday. Shanda was anxiously motivated to do things like clean because of her date, but I think it worked pretty well given that. We got all sorts of things done that we haven’t been able to for weeks (or longer), without any tears. And all done by 3 PM. There was disappointment – repressed disappointment – later when the date was canceled, but eventually we recovered and did great things. And had great makeup.

Talked to Val during a complicated moment and watched them handle it well with new tools. Got all the short list logistics squared away with M. Worked out the details for this month’s packages. Poked J about choosing to be visible. Read good new things about CPTSD. Didn’t finish insurance, mine or others, but made progress. Got some new electronics. Talked for a minute about what our next house looks like.

I’ve still got a therapy story to debrief. Stories about the CPTSD reads. I want to do the HA4H prompts. And I haven’t sent a postcard in weeks (though there are external factors driving part of that stall). But writing has been lower priority than addressing houehold stress. As it should be.

ZiB

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