Ken came over last night for a short visit… our last. (We watched the Tampa Lightning’s Stanley Cup Finals first period.) We’d known this day would come. He told me he’d miss me but he was busy thinking about stuff he still needed to do.

Today I fully realize I’m responsible for my happiness and contentment. No man can do that for me. And I am going to enjoy life. I’m not promising Ken or anyone anything. I don’t know if I’ll welcome him back or not. If I’ve adjusted, will I want to start over?

Ken’s gone but I have been using him as an excuse to be lazy. I need to get some long-postponed chores done. (Like my closet and my garage organizing.)

Tonight I had planned to go to the karaoke evening at the South Clubhouse but it looks like it’ll be stormy so I might not. (When it rains here in Florida, it can be blinding.) I’ll see. Kinda feels good to just have a day with nothing planned.

I want to go to Publix to pick up a BOGO sale item. I need to go today or tomorrow before the sale ends but tomorrow might be better because it’ll give me a chance to add to my grocery list.