Phase 600.1 complete…

First day of college yesterday. Precious has been here all weekend and we both saw him off in the morning. I took her to Costa and we sat chatting for ages. I haven’t cried once since she has been here. Compared to the last time we were together, all three of us seem to be coping a little better. Outwardly at least. I still Feel guilty when I have better days.

I’m sat in the garden listening to the waves with Mr T wrapped around my feet. Cute. precious goes home this afternoon. I wonder how I will feel once she’s gone? Quite tired today so it wouldn’t surprise me if I have a bit of a breakdown at some point. I’ve no idea why, but I kept waking up again and again last night. That’s new. Hope that’s not going to be a regular thing.

More job hunting today. It gets so boring traipsing through hundreds of jobs with the odd new one here and there. Made more calls, still nothing.

Precious and I both had a nap this morning. She had the same sleeping issue I did so I guess wasn’t just me. It’s been an eye opener having Precious home. I’m so much happier with her here. She seems to be having a much nicer time this time too.

Work husband is popping in after work today. It’ll be good to catch up. Even after all this time, I still don’t see people much. Looking at the news this morning, it’s looking like there could well be a second Covid wave. I hope not. Not just in a social sense. If we get locked down again, we are all so screwed. Quite aside from the thousands more job losses, there will be so many loved ones lost again. My empathy has been in overdrive ever since My Lady went into hospital at the end of January. Now I get really upset at that thought. More than seems rational to me anyway. Over seven months down the road and that hasn’t changed.

I’m dropping Precious at the train station in a couple of hours. Something is telling me to stay out for a bit afterwards. Pointless if I can’t think of something useful to do. Don’t think I’ll bother. I’ll come home and play guitar for a bit. Only done exercises the last few days. I don’t know why, but it feels like the weekend still. Time is still an illusion for me. I can’t barely keep track of what day it is still. College starting will help fix that. Hopefully a job will come up too. With a semi normal routine, with any luck, the randomness in my mind might settle down. I felt a shift when my Princeling went to college.