Day 2, later
Not much later, either. I think it's about 10pm and my last post was 9pm or so. My husband came upstairs to talk to me about something he would like to buy - we never argue about money and, frankly, he doesn't ever ask for "big ticket" items. Tonight's conversation was about a big ticket item he would like to acquire whenever we can. It can be months from now - he just wanted to talk about it.
I just found the conversation overwhelming. It's like I couldn't deal with the questions or the whole subject or anything. Very unlike me. When he left the room I started to cry. Jeezus this sucks big time.
posted by RenaRF @ 9:02 PM
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Hi Rena, we're here for you. Hang in there and keep yourself distracted (probably the hardest thing to do). My uncle quit a couple of years ago, far too late unfortunately. I'm glad he's hung on as long as he has, especially since it's one of those "any time" kind of things.
-- FARfetched, aka dirtroad aka Dirtbob
Second day has been the hardest for me so far.
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