The HolidaysEach week comes and goes and I think to myself, "This weekend I'll start the new schedule. This Thursday I'll go to Cincinnati and stay 'til Monday morning."
(I have a home in Cincinnati - the one I owned when we married.)
Earlier in the year I was going there every weekend.
He was hysterically angry and mean.
I quit going.
Every week at the end of the week "something" comes up that makes (allows?) me to stay here - entrenched in this misery.
Now the holidays are approaching and this morning the same old push-back crept into my thoughts - "I'll wait 'til after the holidays."
I ask myself, "For what?"
"For something to change?"
"Nothing's ever going to change, Fool, you know that."
Why not go now?
Fool4Waiting 56-60, F 9 Responses 0 Nov 14, 2012