So this is what it's like to want an upcoming therapy session to hurry up and get here already (little over 24 hours away). I'm not looking forward to it, and I doubt CW will be much if any use, but I'm all keyed up from the news last week that I'm almost divorced and that the sudden re-entrance of No. 3 into my life, who is finally willing to talk to me so there can be some "closure" after her screw-ups last fall.

And all I had planned for tomorrow originally was to chastise CW for her lousy memory that caused her faux pas at the end of last week's session. Well, at least she might earn her copay this time.