I'm exhausted and 2 lbs heavier
Ah, emotional eating! Can't beat it! I held out relatively well during the first couple of drama-ridden revelations. But there was one last one that caused me to speed over to Wal-Mart, pick up some candy and hoover it down over the next two days. A lot of candy.
I don't feel like getting into it too heavily at the moment because we're still recovering from the trip. (I very nearly started crying with relief when we actually got back into the apartment building. No exaggeration.) Suffice to say that it looks like a friend of ours is in complete denial about the domestic violence in her relationship. Her husband is controlling her financially and demanding sexual favors at inappropriate times. Which she agrees to.
Hence the hoovering.
Meanwhile, Tim and I are covering for my mom while she's on a trip for 10 days. I have to show apartments and be available for tenant problems/lock outs. Nothing terrible. Saturday and Sunday I have to stick close to home from 12-6. And I actually have to remember to bring my cell phone with me everywhere.
Here's hoping that there are some lock outs, since Tim and I could make some moolah there.
I'm signing off now. I promise more thorough posts in the coming days.