And Now It Begins

My wife found an apartment today. Signed the lease, and can start moving in tomorrow.

I have been waiting for this, both for her to be happy and secure and landing on her feet, as well as for her to get her stuff out so that I can start to move forward.

I went with her to help with financial stuff, as well as to get a look at the place and determine what we own that can go in there. (Not much) I was really happy for her, and I thought it was great.

Now, an hour later, I just don't feel like even moving. I have so much to do today, and I have absolutely no energy or desire to get up from this chair. If this is the day I have been waiting for, then I am letting slip by slowly and unawares.

Why? Am I depressed? Well, yeah, but that never stopped me before! So, why the new depression today? Obviously, the finality of the seperation is crappy. Ok, so feel the crap, but get out and do the things you have to do! I don't know. I don't even feel all that thrilled about having to create characters, something I normally love to do. I think this is affecting me down deep.

Maybe I'll just watch a Woody. Too bad I don't own Husbands and Wives.