Good Morning, Kittens.
Yesterday was not a good day. Rather than getting the shit-ton of work I have to do by today, I spent most of the day fretting about what to do regarding D. In the end (around dinner time), I sent a nicely worded text similar to what Tam suggested. Then, I waited. And waited. And waited.
I knitted. I ate chips and salsa. I watched a DVD.
Then, I went to bed.
I did not sleep well. Even with the NyQuil, I woke up several times coughing and hacking. *ugh*
Around 3AM, I noticed I had a text from D. He had sent it around midnight. It read that he was sorry but he has had to work until 11PM the past two nights, that he's in a life crisis and needs a change, that he doesn't want to be negative, but he's not in a good space at the moment.
This morning, I replied, "OK. I know things will get better for you. Hang in there! I like you a lot, so let me know when you feel like going out again."
Ball. Meet D's court.
And, the Autumn of Aloneness begins ...
Have a great (rainy, if you're in the DC/Metro Area at least) day!