Thanks (((Liz))) for the supportive post. Yesterday I had an emotional day after I came home and was alone. I think the enormity of my decision to leave Danny finally hit. Before I was in a survival **** making arrangements to get a place to live, move my stuff, lose 4 of my 5 dogs because of the separation, etc. The thought of losing Ruffuss was the final straw. I would cry every time I thought of him. Plus feeling overwhelmed about the organizing and cleaning I have to do in my new place. Yesterday was the first day I really started living alone, as before that you were visiting and we were "vacationing." Today I will keep my goals very small and will do my dishes and finish sorting my papers to go into files into the filing cabinet. I have papers covering a good part of my bedroom floor. I am feeling better today and my mind is clearer. Carole
