What a difference...

A day makes.

I should start posting pictures. A pic collage of me - one where I am smiling - then crying - then yelling another smiling and possibly one more crying.

I cannot tell you - how much better I feel today. I actually see a light (a little one) at the end of this tunnel.

This project - two weeks into it - actually looks like something today. I cannot believe it !!!

I am a very visual thinker. Some people can explain something and unless I see a picture - I can't see it. This is so true in many ways.

I am so visual that when left up to my own imagination...The sky is falling and I will be raped and killed at the end of the story.

Today - I actually see progress. I can see where they are going with this huge mess in my home.

J's coming home on Sunday (doing the Louie Dance). I have been making her room a storeroom. I am gonna have to move it because this is not a comfortable place to be 24-7 like she will be for the next two weeks of the project. It should be ok because HB's girl - E will be gone for two weeks venturing the word with her Mom (Another story for another day about the amount of alimony one person should be allotted).

Thank God for tomorrows!