Our new house

I'm not quite sure if I've mourned the loss of my husband. I've cried. Its quite true I have, but breakdown...not so much. I think today I may have come close though. I was quite motivated to get some shiz done around the house so I was working like crazy. I got a few things hung up around the place and started unpacking one closet box. So I though "hey I've done so much, lets take some pictures to send SW". So I clicked a few of my accomplishments and sat down to watch some random show I had on the DVR. Just taking the pictures makes me realize SW isn't here. He's not helping me with this, and even though I don't mind doing the work, I want to share this moment with him...and I can't, or rather I can't the way I want to.





So I took random non exciting pictures of our TV and kitchen, to show where things belong. Now I have the question of either sending those photos in the mail or in an email. I have so lost the luster I once had for wanting to get shiz done around here.






I miss my husband, I miss my best friend.