My Hubby finally moved enough of his stuff out to stay the night in the apartment he is now leasing. Â I must admit I woke up this morning feeling like, this is the first day of the rest of my life!! Â The sun seems to be shining a bit brighter, the mess in the house warms my heart as oppose to annoying me, even the flowers in the front flower bed, that I never seem to get the way I want look sooo beautiful!! Â I feel like a dark cloud is on its out and the sun is headed in.
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Am I crazy? Â Did anyone else feel like this? Â Was my hubby that oppressive with his depression? Â Or am I in some sort of honeymoon phase and reality is going to kick me on the butt in a week or two?
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You know what, doesn't matter...I'm just going to enjoy this. :)








