Monday

I am shattered. After a boring, tired and moody Sunday, Monday has arrived. And God it really has arrived. In town this morning, found bedroom curtains and some more little things for the house. Then got home and kidnapped by the Brigadier general. Weird color pattern will grace my furniture, I have finally got my aromatic plants, and my staff will be with me Wednesday or Thursday. So then I have left my ID card, my health and my work decisions. But everything has its time.The father will grace us with his presence from Friday, maybe Wednesday (handy if my staff get delivered, but I will want my space to sort it out like I want it and I already know how I want it), even if tonight he was pissed off at his staff. And my love was not enough. Every day my strength and confidence are growing. But I depend from his smile still a lot. Bed time, I think. Tomorrow is 7:00 am.
I want to officially thank the goddess to have given the Brigadier General is freedom. Blessed be.