The boy and I talked about splitting up due to our lack of similarities. I said goodbye and felt that wierd feeling that something was not right. In the past, I can't recall having that friendly of a break up. Maybe the meds make me a bit numb to things like this, or maybe I am just getting older. Either way, he must have had the same feeling because about 3 minutes after the goodbye, the phone rang. We talked and decided to just give it more time. I think it's a good plan for now, but I tend to change my mind about things like this. I spent another day in my jammies, but tomorrow I am back to work. Going to try my hardest to not let the kids get to me and have a relaxing night tomorrow. 