That is great news, Kiya. Your T is making this work for you. Scheduling errors happen occasionally and I am sure it was not personal--you know, stuff happens! I have had my T double book me 3 different times with another client. It can be tense to show up in the waiting room and have another client there too. Twice I got the slot and once I "lost" to the other client. But I was OK with it because T asked me so sweetly to bow out and let the other client have it and made room for me the next day.

I am feeling a little better. Not quite so down. It has been nice to have a little time off on my own with the family out of town. Yesterday I just did what I wanted, did not clean up the Christmas mess at all; I slept when I wanted, ate when and whatever I wanted (I made sauteed mushrooms and spinach, which to me is Nirvana), and was totally unaccountable to anyone. It was great!

Last night I felt well enough to work on some legal documents: Last Will and Testament, Power of Attorney, etc. I am having surgery soon, and you never know. I want things taken care of if for some slight chance something goes wrong. I definitely don't want my husband (we are separated) getting my share of our estate, which he would if I didn't have a separate Will. So I am taking care of stuff and will go to the bank today to get the documents notarized. I guess that doesn't sound too cheery, but I've felt so down it wasn't possible for me to do this task. Today I hope to continue with getting stuff done and clean the house. Tomorrow I'm back at work and tomorrow night my kids will be back with me.

I am on an 18 day break between therapy sessions and am on day 8 today. This is the longest break since the one over a year ago between our very first and second session, which was 27 days. Only day 8. Not even halfway there. But I still don't know what I would say to him anyway when I see him. I feel like telling him I miss the days when he was my therapist. Sometimes I do not feel like he is my therapist even when I am in his office with him.

I had a dream last night that our financial guy for the divorce, with whom I do not get along well, was taking a 3 month vacation to Mexico starting February 1, and it was setting our divorce back yet again.

Have a great day today, everyone.