Kind of laughing to myself about the way my day has gone. The old couch had me laughing so hard my stomach hurt. My husband said something that brought to mind the truly horrible marriage counseling session this week, then I spend a long time writing what I really hoped would a helpful, thoughtful private message to someone who has seemed really stuck for a long time. Finally called my T and when he called back, I was at the grocery store but took the call and hid out in an unpopular aisle and we ended up talking about the marriage counseling thing for 20 minutes. Came home, cleaned a bunch, and made food for my kids, my son has a total attitude with me, and I had messages that made me really unhappy. It's just been a weird day.