Yesterday after it started to cool off, I opened the bathroom window and noticed Tomas had left the saw horses in the dirt. He left a mess like he usually does. I was too tired to check last week or whenever it was, like I usually do. Passive-aggressive. And in denial re-his family.
I am the child of the queen of denial and the king of the passive-aggressive.
And I'm physically ok. The heat and the activity are ok. I've been taking care of myself and doing laundry and banking and I feel hot and sweaty but not like I'm dying. Woo-hoo!!!!
I have Hope again.