Snug as a Bug

I feel so good so much of the time nowadays.

Rover and I continue to move forward, loving one another without drama. Somehow, we have become a good match. I guess there was a reason neither of us could let go of one another through all of the turmoil. This year marks our fourth year together--the best one by far.

I have more time off again, and I am loving it. I am getting fit again, which always makes me feel better about myself. I'm not losing any weight (which I'd like to do), but I still look good for 40, so I can't really complain. My house is clean and in fairly good order. My finances? Don't know yet, but I think I'm okay.

I continue in therapy every couple of weeks. I like it and think I am making some progress.

I am letting go of my relationship with RacerEx, putting into it only what I get from it--very little by friendship standards--and I am content with where it is.

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RoomyEx lost her baby after carrying it almost four months. This is her second loss. I fear she is too old to carry a normal, healthy child to term. She may have waited too long. She is going to try a few more times, but after these two, I have my doubts. She is so strong.

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That's about it. Life is steady. I'm going to go mow the lawn. It's almost too healthy!

OK, I'm thinking about you and your procedure. Good luck.