Late for a New Year's Resolution, but xanga, how I've missed ye.
I'm sad to read last year's post and report now that it all ended. Frank moved out of his house and into an apartment in June; we looked at houses and made plans and worked on the kids getting used to stuff and I thought it was the beginning of forever. In November, he said he was moving back to his house. March 1st, he moved back West. Gone, over, pfft.
Now my social life highlight this week is going to a funeral and hoping to see a familiar face. I gave up so many friends and activities to be in that relationship with Frank. Amazing how much time a man can suck up.
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