We got into an argument last night. Long story short, he packed a bag for the week, and left to stay at his mom’s. The night ended in tears and the I-think-we-should-break-up parley. Both of our hearts are shattered. All we can do now is take time for ourselves and help each other through this, like we’ve done in the past whenever times got tough.
Maybe I’m just really numb to it all. I’m in a fairly good mood, actually. But when I start thinking about the home we’ve built over the past 4 years, my chest begins to hurt.
It will all work out in the end, somehow.
In other news, I was scheduled to come in today to fill my prescription. Well, she canceled because she had an unexpected out-of-town conference… not really sure how I feel about that.