Structure and Sick

I have a cold (I think) or the beginnings of one. Paul texted me that he went to bed – leaving the conversation on an odd note and leaving me wondering if he was mad at me. I hate that, it makes me sad.

I’m much more structured lately and sticking to it – well, one week, no big whoop, but it’s something. I keep reminding myself how rough things have been for the last year and give myself a little “go me” whenever I feel down. Look at what you’ve done, chick! Chin up!

It’s going to be a rough time coming. I guess on some level I do just have to put my head down and plow on through. I also need to make decisions and live with the consequences.