Yes, I know I’ve been absent for over a week.
I hurt my back a week ago, and only now am able to think, instead of just trying to breathe through each day. I merely bent over to pick something up from the floor. Oddly, it’s the opposite side from the one that usually gives me fits.
Two days ago the complex management told us that they’d had an offer on the apartment we wanted, and that they had not even begun running their check on us. Since DH and I had been discussing whether or not it would be too small for us, we took it as a sign from God, and told them, “Never mind”. I’m torn, because we don’t know for sure if DD27 will be moving out, and if she needed to stay, we’d need the extra bedroom. Sigh. . .
I’m also troubled, because I’m finding it hard to keep writing. I am not keeping up with my Morning Pages, partly I suppose because I am not sleeping well. In any case, I will be thinking and pondering over this weekend. Hopefully I’ll have some answers for Monday.