Kerry, Hazel is settling in. Not sure how long she's staying, but she's here for now, and we're enjoying lots of cuddling moments. Donna, G-Man, the mechanic was intersting. Major/colonel flirting, nothing more. A great ego boost, I told him thanks but no thanks. Friendly fellow, though. Kinda have a lot on my plate. Plus, Hazel is not fond of men. (Yes, that's right, I'm using the "My cat doesn't like you" excuse.)
So the sleep thing is improving, ever so slightly. Fewer nightmares, less drama. I'm really mad at my foot...but not dwelling on it. My awesome Sis arrives from Seattle tomorrow night for the weekend; she is my God Breeze. Truly the best friend a girl could ever hope for. And she's mine. We'll have an opportunity to take S16 for a short day trip, maybe to lunch on Sunday. (Yes, I'm giving up the Superbowl to go to a level 3 adolescent psych ward) While it still upsets me that his Dad gets to have any contact at all, S16's relationship with STBXH is out of my control. Acceptance? Maybe a little. Baby steps. I'm having him served tomorrow. With garnish.
I have a new nickname today, for my STBXH, Roast Beast. Serve chilled, with horseradish, peppers, and tequilla. Options for service by the county Sheriff, for a small gratuity. (I'm feeling a little b!tchy today)
