I've felt a bit empty today, as though I am emotionally hungry. Packing has begun in earnest and I've somehow got my ex to agree to a really good school for my son. I didn't even dare hope he could go there so I'm in shock. Our relationship was based on his need for ultimate control so this is a huge coup now and something I will suffer for later.
I don't care.
My gorgeous, clever, wonderfully kind boy gets to go to a fantastic school. I applied today after we visited last week and the school accepted.
Packing is tough-going. I might have lost 27lbs but I am not particularly fit or healthy. I did a few hours today and then my knee popped out of joint so casually as if to say, oh, remember the ACL you don't have?
Emotionally I feel like I need a full meal. It's an adjacent appetite that runs alongside the real one. We went out for dinner and I chose a prawn linguine - I don't really 'do' carbs in the evening, or big bowls of pasta anymore, so I had a few mouthfuls and then my stomach was full. My feelings were not.
Were my feelings ever sated by big bowls of pasta? Probably not?
Don't get me wrong, I'm excited to be moving, but I need some sort of on board computer that reminds me everything's going to be alright.
My emotions need a big cake.