i guess it wasn’t therapy, so much as needing to replace all of the things in the house that aren’t mine with things that are.
we had another “normal” saturday, where i woke up too early and worked on next week’s bujo layout and futzed around on the internet. we got lunch at daisy and then headed to costco because i needed to buy the first television that i think i’ve ever owned. then, i picked out some living room furniture and curtains on target’s website and, this morning, i ordered a handful of housewares from amazon.
spending all of that money makes me anxious and nervous, but i know i’m going to be doing a lot of sitting at home and i don’t want it to be in an empty, quiet house.
i’m feeling slightly less spinning-out-of-control now that it’s been a couple of weeks, but i imagine that feeling will return in droves once he’s completely gone.