Today is
June 11, 2001,
yesterday was
June 10, 2001 and
assuming I don't kill you all between now and then will be
June 12, 2001.
Yesterday wasn't as bad as it might have been, but i got no work done, and our reconciliation didn't really cover the ground that it needed to. It covered the immediate, short term issues, most of which were covered by the fact that I cleaned the oven.
She still doesn't understand the cleaning of the oven. She doesn't understand that is was about me placing myself in the middle of a dirty mess she couldn't stand while she was in the house to help her see that even when I was physically local I wasn't necessarily physically available or necessarily huggable, that not every non-telephone conversation needs to be punctuated with hugs.
There was no real communication, but it was a step in the right direction, I think
(I'm in a GMT+12 timezone, which explains why this write-up appears to be early.)