Well, in new news, husband and I are still working out divorce, but not at each other's throats. I let all the bad feelings go. Hell, they were only dragging me down anyway.

Still with first love, Frankie, but things have been bumpy. I have this tendency of being rather ... hmm, clingy, which I call, "just wanting to spend time with the person you love." I don't understand seeing someone about 1/10 of the time you could. You all knew I'd always want more. Or at least fair. I say it's fair.

Have decided as much as I love my job, it started to become like. I'm fickle. My company will pay for me to go back to school and become an RN. I'll only have to work an 8 hour work week and they'll pay me for 40. Is this an offer I can refuse? I think not. And I am not. So, in January, it's back to school I go. I wish every young person knew the importance of getting a degree, but so many are like me, "they'll be time," blah blah blah.

Main problem now is mothering a wayward 17-year old daughter who is dating literal psychopath. Daughter began taking on every single one of his traits (including threatening to kill me) until I kicked her out of my home. This was on the advice of a psychiatrist and now I'm wondering, "Did I do the right thing?" Her behavior wouldn't change no matter what I did and the psychiatrist says this is shock treatment. Yeah, for me!

Just visited everyone who visited me last time. It's comforting to see those friendly faces.

(Oh, and I love the books plus the show "True Blood," hence the picture. Eric Northman is a particular favorite.)