First Saturday

Saturday used to be "our" day. The day neither of us worked and we spent together. This is my first Saturday without him.

I have plenty to do today. Going for a reiki treatment this morning (figured I'd give it a try--hey), have a lot to do around here since I'm working hard to make my (formerly our) apt. look and feel different. Have some shopping to do--new curtains to go with the new bedspread, something for the walls to replace his paintings (he was a freelance artist). 

I had originally planned to visit my grandkids today, but I look horrible and break out crying at the drop of the hat and I don't want to scare or upset my little girls. They were also taking me out to dinner for my (last week) birthday and I have no appetite to speak of. Maybe in another week or two.

My sister said she had no plans it if I needed to get out--I do have plans to do "something" with her and my daughter tomorrow (it's my daughter's day off)

Hoping today isn't too hard on me.