3.03.2003

Sun's out. Rain's gone. Wind has died down. It was amazing last night and this morning! Blew the night guard on our fireplace over, blew the basement door open. Scared the crap out of me throughout the night. Have I mentioned I'm a weenie in the dark?

Now, it's cold, courtesy of Arctic winds. How cool is it to feel it fly past my face and think, "Wow! I wonder if that bit of wind tickled a seal's whisker?" Not bad for a Monday.

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3.02.2003

I called BD on Friday evening and it was ok. I was banking on him being distracted enough by what is happening to him to not really have the bandwidth available for digging at me. That seemed to be the case. It was good to reconnect. I think we'll stay in touch, and perhaps I'll visit him later in the year. He has his hands full with people coming to visit over the next several months.

The only other painful fallout is that my sister and I had a hideous exchange in which we were just not connecting, regarding BD. I kept copies of the dialogue and as far as I can tell it was a combination of her being in a pissy mood already and me feeling supersensitive. Not exactly a recipe for fun.

I asked Wolf to be able to really have this weekend as downtime and have ended up with some. Not tons: still doing dishes, cooking, etc.. But that's the reality of life going on. There's something I need to break through. I'm not sure what it is. My inclination is to take a week alone someplace and just be with myself. Since that's not a practical option at this time, I'm going to seek other ways to create the same state of being. Should prove to be an interesting week!

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