Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Where's My Dinner?

I'm angry at Steve. It started with how this 'alone' thing has limited me on what I can do physically and how I am forced to ask for help. Then it went on to old things I was mad at him about. How he wouldn't clean out the sink when he finished shaving. Now I'm mad at him because the sink is too clean. If there was one thing Steve did well, it was take care of me. The car, the house, the stinking leaves, the soon to be snow. There is no one to listen to me complain when I come home. I was really good at that. And there is no dinner. Where's My Dinner?

Can I get a 'do over'? How about a 'rewind'? What about a mulligan? I'm still on the first tee, right?

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