Where is the positive in this? I have not freaked out yet. My man, whom I love, has taught me so much about controlling my emotions, being calm and handling whatever life throws at me. In years past, I would have broken down hours ago. Instead I have gone into calm, problem-solving mode.
Unfortunately, his being out of town is coinciding with a hailstorm of crazy shit. I will try to contain it until I pick him up from the airport Saturday night. Let's try to keep the storm of crazy bubbling under the surface, eh?