This morning was spent in court, with happy results.
As I overdid the painting yesterday in a very big way, I ended up collapsed at home&mddash;so completely out of it in a hydrocodone-laced fog that Sam chose to walk home from the bus rather than let me drive even that far. He’s such an incredible man—and I feel like a shit because he had to do that.
Post-court brought an inescapable nap. At this point in the day, it’s hardly worthwhile for Sam to go all the way in to Buckhead to spend 90 minutes at work and another 90 minutes getting back home. So we’re going to pack and clean and otherwise continue move preparations.
And I made yet another new community—disabledstudent, for those who are dealing with a disability while getting through college/university.