Stagnant

Once again, much time has passed since my last post. Apologies.

Nothing has changed on the condo selling front. Other than dropping my price yet again. At this rate, it's a virtual guarantee that I will arrive at my husband's door step penniless, jobless, and with all of my debts in tow.
Great.

I considered taking the place off of the market, and just waiting, but my realtor advised against it.

She said that lots of sellers do that during the holidays, and it would be to my advantage to NOT do it. Especially given my situation, and considering that I DON'T WANT to still be here, trying to sell this place, 6 months from now. If I pull it off now, and start over later, that is exactly what will happen.

And I want it over.
Now.

My torn muscle seems to be doing a lot better. I have not yet been released to start dancing again, so I just keep doing some strengthening exercises, and stretches. It twinges now and again, but it's much improved.

My time being injured resulted in me gaining about 10 pounds. This is because of the forced lack of activity.
This, I find, is SUPREMELY frustrating!!

Now, as winter is setting in, and the holidays are coming, it will be nigh unto impossible to lose that weight.

I miss my husband with every waking breath, and many of my sleeping breaths, as well...as I continually have dreams about trying to find him, or get to him, or other related themes.

Sigh.

But, there's nothing to be done for it but to sit. And wait. And wait.