I’ve been working all week, trying to tell myself that I overreacted to Dad’s announcement about Kelly (the new woman). Maybe I read way to much into it. Arguing back and forth. So tonight he calls me. Not unusual. We usually say a quick hello at least once a day. But tonight we’re talking about how our day was. I went first. Then asked him how he was. Great! He went for a drive down to Brown’s Flats and vicinity - with Kelly and Hannah (her daughter). yay. happy for you. Is now a bad time to start drinking?

I tried to post earlier today, but was trying to figure out how to link to an earlier post. Couldn’t figure it out, how to link. Anyway, I think it was Sept.’02. I posted about how I felt about Dad and Dawn, Dawn in particular. It wasn’t that I was totally unwilling to accept her. I just knew it wouldn’t work. And then we’d be where we are at now. And unfortunately, I was right.

Ok, if not drinking, then how about a few weeks away in some place warm?