My apologies.
Today, I am not deeply depressed, I am not having a breakdown, nor have I (very) recently traded eye gouges with any fellow bloggers. There are no new divorces or broken hearts to report. I don't have any political actions to rail against and no sub-section of the American populace has garnered my indignation. Not today. Today, I am in limbo.
I'm not pissed off nor am I satisfied. I'm neither depressed nor elated. I'm not particularly stressed, but I do have some things on my mind. Physically, I don't feel bad, but I have felt better. I want to hike, but I'll have to wait until tomorrow.
I have been accepted into grad school but classes have not yet started. I've been assigned some reading, but I haven't gathered the material yet. I'm not trying to write anything because I want to build some desire to create before school begins. I have applied for student loans but I have received no answer.
My wife and I have agreed to split up, but we're still together. She's looking for a job, but hasn't yet found one. We plan to sell the house, but not until she gets a job. I know I'll need to find an apartment or condo, but I can't really look until I know when I'm moving.
I've been looking for a smaller office to save some money. My landlord has agreed to let me have the place across the hall, but I have to wait for the current occupant to get out. I'll have to take over my wife's responsibilities here at work when she gets a job, but there's no point in starting now, because she wants to keep busy and I'll forget whatever I learn in a couple of weeks.
I'd like to be open to dating or at least getting to know some new people, but I really can't. I don't want to date while living with my wife and I don't want to explain my situation to any women. If I was them, I'd be skeptical.
So, for now, nothing changes. Smooth sailing. Same as it always was. All quiet on the western front.
