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I am overdue for my AF. It is ten days up, today. 

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I crossed my own unstated rule of blogging in the last post. I like to stay fuzzy about who I am referring to ("someone on my side/ hubby's side"), sometimes the details of the incident and such, and I let it loose in the last post. 

Not good.

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I am stressed about several things and the first point of this post is one of them. 

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M will be here by Friday.

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I went for an evening walk last night post-dinner. It was motivated by angst, and I was seething when I went out, but I enjoyed the weather, and the darkness outside. It reminds me of the fact that I have always loved nights more than mornings.

There is so much to write, and I have no yen for it. 




Comments

  1. areyoukiddingme5 May 2015 at 23:13

    Sometimes, you just have to be specific about who is being irritating. You won't feel like you've vented otherwise.

    So, um, overdue...what does that mean?

    Take more walks - it will soothe you. Take M and/or Figlia with you sometimes, so they can enjoy what you enjoy. (But don't expect it to be enjoyable with Figlia at this point. It will be eventually, but not for a while.)

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  2. Delenn6 May 2015 at 19:31

    Wishing you a relief from the stress and anxiety.

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