Well, it was quite the Saturday I had. Youngest daughter's fur baby Luna had her surgery yesterday. The vet said one of her legs didn't rotate like it should, but she should still be able to walk better. Now the recovery begins.
Oldest daughter was here to visit and said she and her husband were splitting and herself, her son, and her dog would be moving in with me. She also said she'd need to use my car to get to and fro from work. Don't get me wrong, I have always kept the house just so if one of my girls needed a place to stay they would be welcome. Only problem is my oldest can be very difficult to live with. Anyway, she was going to move in on Wednesday. She went home, and then texted me, Mom don't clean out those bedrooms yet, we are going to go to counseling. I was so relieved to hear that they will try and work it out. I am now used to living alone and it would be a big adjustment if they moved in. Plus she said she wouldn't be able to contribute to expenses here like pay any rent or anything else. I know this is selfish, but I need this time to myself to focus on my quit. I love my daughter dearly, just don't know if I could handle it right now, while still grieving for Brian. We will see what happens here, I really hope they can work things out, I love her husband too, and I think he is a good guy. They are almost together 17 years, it would be a shame to throw it all away because of a few differences.
It just goes to show you what a difference 12 hours can make. I thought about throwing away my quit too Annette,
but it's not really a productive way of handling things. Ughhh, I hate stress too!!! The craves were coming fast and furious, I didn't know if I could hold out.