Well I'm back at work today, for my first "full" week in 2 weeks. I think the statute of limitations has run out on needing time away from work and to myself, and at this point, I just have to carry any residual feelings about this situation with me. In other words, I am out of leave and I can't afford to take another day off at all. Plus, judging from what I see on my desk, in my mailbox, and in my emails, I have plenty to do this week, so why not hop to it.

My son gets back in the Hampton area starting tomorrow, and even though I have little stability right now, I'm going to make a conscious effort to go see him every weekend, until I have a place for him to stay up here. It was weird telling him what happened to me, because in true kid fashion, he was pretty indifferent to my situation, and I liked that. I can't explain why, but I liked it. He didn't ask if I was ok, no drama, just a simple, yeah mommy told me. Knowing Carlton though, he'll have a million and one questions to ask when he sees me.

That's all I really have right now, I wrote a lot this weekend, so read that. I have too much work to do to be blogging a novel this morning. Oh, if you get a chance, PLEASE watch the Pistons/Cavs game tonight. Its a damn good series, and when I dedicate a paragraph or two to slamming and hating on Lebron James, it is important you have a frame of reference.

Secret Rendezvous - Zhane