i finally scrubbed the creepy dead off-colour skin from [a very specific and bilateral section of] my arms. hooray
Sometimes it is the simpliest things, huh??
Let's so far today I have literally done NOTHING. Because of my injuries (spinal) I have found I can only generally "get shit done" every other day. So, I have honestly been trying to bust my ass one day and then play "catch up" the next, rinse, repeat for the last week or so. Big deal, huh?? Well, yeah ... Because after literally MONTHS AND MONTHS of feeling like I never accomplish ANYTHING I am starting to see results.



I hope, with all my being, that this can become a long-term routine for me because my husband is the sort that believes with all his heart that the fact he lives, breathes and bitches is ALL he has to do in way of contribution around here. Don't get me wrong -- he goes to work. And those people get the best of him, not me. I suppose I could leave but we have been together so long, and there is some other stuff, but I feel obligated to honor my commitment. I am gonna out-live him (some more of that other stuff) and going thru a divorce at the stage of the game would only accomplish making a bunch of lawyers richer and both of us poorer.
If I can manage to find a way to lead a semblance of an independent life and still deal with him and his immature, narcissistic shit then we can both manage to accomplish what we need -- him a live-in maid, concubine, punching bag (figuratively speaking NOT physical), and personal assistant, and me?? I'll be set financially for the rest of my life.

I may be suicidal, but I am not impractical. Seems like a decent trade -- especially since, while I do not love him any longer, I do still care for him and know what him finding himself single with half the assets he thinks he has now would do to him emotionally. I am personally intimate with how THAT feels and wouldn't wish it off on my worst enemy.