I don’t know what to do with myself.
Last night, I got out of the house. Spent time with a girlfriend and her son. It was really nice to see them.
This morning, I got up and went to court. I ended up getting a fabulous, and unexpected, deal for my client.
But now? Now I’m home. I didn’t feel up to going to the office, which maybe I should have forced myself to do anyway. Because I’m just aimlessly wandering around. Do a bit of laundry. Wipe down the counter. Sit and mope. Open some mail. Organize this week’s assignments. Sit and mope some more. I don’t know what is going on with me today.
The good news is that I get my kids back today. I’m bummed that Frey has to work tonight, but at least we’ll get some face time in. Idk – I think I’m just low key depressed from being in this big house all by myself. It’s making me think about sad things that I don’t want to deal with.
I came home from court and put on D’s favorite tee and hoodie. It helps me feel closer to him. He’ll be home tomorrow night, and I can’t wait.
I have about five hours until I get the kids. I guess I should find a way to entertain myself.