Today Carole and I went shopping at an outlet mall. I came home with all of my money. This has nothing to do with AA except that it is an infinitesimal part of my feeling “different” like we all did, but I wear a size 5 shoe and they just don’t exist.
Tomorrow I will start my fourth week at work without my partner. And she’ll start her fourth week in life without her husband. I can do it, but I don’t like it. I miss her terribly, there. Because at home, I’m lucky to live near her and to be a friend, so I don’t have to actually miss her in my life, just in my work life. It’s just so sad.
Last night I chaired my meeting and I made cookies for the occasion from a mix. All I had to do was add butter and water and I still messed them up. There were four left over, so you know they were bad. I don’t like to cook and I’m not good at it and I don’t know why, once every decade or so, I try.
So I’m lucky that for just this moment, there’s really nothing else going on with me. And that’s the way I like it.