The sun is shining, the birds are singing... as always, things are looking better in the bright light of the morning. Ron came home and we spent the evening together on a "date" upstairs. We talked and laughed and he even admitted that, as hard as it is to believe, he thinks I am less crazy than any of his ex-girlfriends. Scary thought, huh.
So thanks to my dear, dear man, who threw me a rope and pulled me up out of the garbage pit, I am feeling better today. Life will go on.