Mixed feelings this weekend. I'm finding that seeing HE WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED really brings me down. Yesterday he came to pick up my son and I kept my eyes averted - - but the damage was done. I went to Zumba, drove back home, and as I pulled into the garage, started crying hysterically. I think it was seeing the house. This was our dream house and we were so happy when we bought it. Whatever. So I sat in my car and cried for awhile. Like gut-wrenching sob-crying. I also realized, I didn't have any plans for the day. I had planned on going to a movie with R but I cancelled. I just can't go there right now. I need to get my head on straight before I start seriously (or even unseriously) start seeing men. (I texted R this morning to say that I'd just like to be friends if possible. That was 30 mins ago and he hasn't replied.) Sooo, in the sad sack state I was in, my eyes all puffy and hurting, I went back to bed and took a nap.
When I woke up, I felt better. And my stepmom called me which always cheers me up. She's wanting to fix me up with a guy that she knows who's an engineer. I told her sure, but take her time.
So here are the before and after pictures of my bedroom that I promised:
Before
After
It's a lot brighter and happier now. Needs some more artwork on the walls but I can take care of that later. But yeah, got rid of all the depressing dark wood.
And here's a picture that my son took of me a couple of weeks ago:
Starting over....
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