We are just beginning to plateau on the post-surgical finances. No doubt about it, though. Just a quickie, since I am late for work already, but I like writing better than working.
Every day IS better and better.
And not by leaps and bounds, but more of a slow build. I cannot believe that life can have a background noise level that is positive instead of negative. It seems like no matter what comes up, I can handle it now. And not with martyrish sacrifice and determination, but just matter of course. Men and I are truly different species now with few if any real touchpoints.