Dear Brian:
Here we are, another Saturday. At least that what my FitBit tells me. I feel like I never know what day it is. After 10 years at the same position, my store decided to make it mandatory that we are off Sat And Wed. Which means I have two Mondays, and two Fridays. It also makes it feel like I never have a day off. Oh well, I need this job for just a little bit longer. Hurry up retirement!
I tried hanging the frames I put your old Metallica T-shirts in, but I didn't like the arrangement. I've laid it out several different ways, and still don't like it. Maybe I'm trying to make it too ... squared up and I need to just start from the center and work my way out, hanging them hodgepodge. Because that seems more like you anyhow. OCD is one thing, but looking good is another! hehe
Sadie and I took a long walk today, first around the block, then I stuck her in the stroller and walked another half hour. It was good for her, can't wait for cooler weather so we can walk after work again. I think that might help. With a lot of things.
Every now and then out of the blue - usually in the late night hours or wee morning hours - that images of you swim through my mind and it's both wonderful and painful at the same time. It's hard not to think about our choice, and harder still to accept that you won't be coming back through my front door.
I should try and get something actually accomplished today.
I'm still adjusting to everything.
Missing you,
Mom
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