A short update:

Jerry "came home" last night. I thought he was just coming over for a bit, but he stayed the night. His plans for the future are as unreal as a 13 yr olds. He wants to live three different places; his boat, his RV and here. He's NOT going to be part-time here!

Jerry asked me how I wanted him to handle the situation with Art. All I could think of was for him just to be around. The rest, I'll take care of. It has to be ME that sets MY boundaries with Art. Art needs to know that no matter how badly I want to be taken care of, I have my limits. He's begining to suffocate me. Art also needs to know that my heart and some physical parts of me belong to Jerry and they're not up for grabs for ANYONE.

For the time being, Jerry is here just to let Art know... well... that he's here. That part of it, I need to come to terms with on my own; do I really want to keep putting up with that crap or do I limp forward on my own? (Makes me want to crawl back in my hole, keep all the drapes, doors and windows shut tight like I used to.)

Anyway... guess I've learned that I need to distinguish who I can be myself with and who I can't. If I want to be a "wild child," there WILL be a price to pay. Ain't THAT the $hits!