DH took part of Friday off and I found myself cleaning out the car! When I thought about it, I got it; it’s consensus. When we’re in emotional contact, I have no problem with cleaning up the day to day or doing the clearing the place out stuff.

When we’re not close, I shut down. I play games, don’t cook much, don’t clean hardly at all, and basically want to just hide. Since DH has been working crazy, 12 hour days for most of the past 2-3 weeks, the house is NOT getting better (or wasn’t) and I’ve been feeling almost assaulted.

Not brave, not strong, not progressing, just hiding out, and numbing myself down as much as I could.

It’s one hell of a way to run an airline, much less a life. wtf!

jkd