200 days. That means it's been 215 days since my life went woops. On one hand that sounds like a lot. On the other, it's a drop in the proverbial bucket. I seriously have lived more in these last 200 days than some people will live in their entire lives. I've had more tattoos in that period than some people will ever get. I've loved, I've lost, I've laughed, I've cried (a lot), I've grown, I've hidden away. I've made and lost people in 200 days. I've been on trips. I've spent weeks in the house. I've changed physically and mentally. It's been a whirlwind of excitement and drama. The best part is that it's only the start. I have so much farther to go on my journey. Plus I have a partner who wants to take that journey with me. I have someone who is willing to stand by my side and explore this world. Proof of this? Yesterday C had to drive back to her dad's and was supposed to spend the night coming home this morning. Instead, she drive six hours total just to be back here and sleep in our bed together. I would have done the same thing but it's a new one for me to have a partner willing to make that kind of sacrifice for me. I have spent 10 years being the one who makes the sacrifices that it just blows my mind it can be reciprocated. Crazy. C left around 11 and was home by 9. 10 hours out of the house. During that time I taught for 5.5, did other work for a couple, and was prepared to sleep alone. I was all settled in on the couch watching bad tv when she came home. Made me smile and cry. See? A lot of crying in 200 days. Some of it good.
B leaves Alaska today after 42 days. They still have to wait for the truck in Seattle, then drive from there to MI. They won't be home for at least another week, but it's getting closer where I will have to deal with them. Not looking forward to the drama.
Today I have voice therapy and some marketing stuff to do. If I get it done early enough I think C and I might go ice skating.
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