Monday night and Tuesday morning I had the worst time I've had in a long time. There was constant mental chatter and I barely slept at all. When I did sleep, I had panic and nightmares. What was the big problem? It was in-fighting about whether or not to go to therapy. I went. And I told him everything that I haven't yet been able to about the upset that happened between us last month. And it looks like maybe we can sort this thing. I feel relieved. I'm tired and I have a lot to do in the next couple of days, so... I'm glad for the relief and hope to get some real sleep. And I know the little girl wants her New Guy back. She likes her inner nanny just fine, but it's not the same thing. I sent her and her nanny to a tropical island so I could sleep. I dreamed that the palm trees were covered in snow. (And am I the only person like me who has a drag queen for an inner nanny? Anyone?)