Part of Me

We left W with his grandparents for a week. It is appropriate, he is 8, but it is still hard. It's not that I miss him, crying every day. But he is missing. From me, from here. I'm glad he is there and I"ll be glad to have him back. Things are quiet here, getting back to normal. I hate that I just fiddle-ass around for days, not really doing anything constructive. Listening to Harry Potter Book 6 yesterday set me back. I will find anything to do other than what I am supposed to be doing. Wah wah boo hoo, I'll write again when I get over myself and find something constructive to write about!!!