Well, I guess the M-in-L talked the Hubby out of taking the dogs. Yeah, I was disappointed (and kind of annoyed I was left out of the decision), and I know I'll worry, but it'll be good for it to just be us two. Kind of the Honeymoon we never had. Hell, I might even have sex! Hopefully my cymbalta doesn't take that away, now that I'm feeling better.

Still haven't heard from the kid. Don't exactly know what's going on. I'm pretty confident of him graduating from basics, but it would be nice to know. Hopefully he'll remember Randy's cel phone number. Yeah, I know I'm beating a dead horse on that.

I may be feeling better (much!), but some of my obsessive worries go on.