By the time YaYa and I piled into the van, I’d already made the fatal mistake.  It was brutally honest — without the luxury of a full explanation.  Now, I can’t shake the oh-what-have-I-done feeling.  

We were heading for the gym, which is where I should have gone instead of picking up the phone.  But, the gym now seemed pointless and YaYa had since lost his enthusiasm for swimming as well.  I went to the store for a bottle of wine instead.

I had a glass, an entire bar of dark chocolate, and went to bed.  Unfortunately, I am now awake again and I feel awful.

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  1. Now now… keep breathing and have faith. Faith that you did what you needed to do to make yourself #1. Remember?

    09 Dec 08 at 5:20 pm #
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