It’s Monday again.
I’m spending the morning outside the courtroom, in the same loud hallway I was in two weeks ago, sitting on the same cold, metal bench. He just wants to get past all of this, to the point where he’s taking a shitty plea offer in exchange for risking jail time if he goes to trial.
I just want everything to be done.
The weekend was good. We spent the first half of Sunday playing Talisman, talking a break for lunch. We watched some TV, and pretty much just camped in the couch. Neither of us brought today’s appointment. I had a bad night, with a lot of trouble getting to sleep because my mind kept coming up with scenarios where everything completely goes to shit. Additionally, I feel like I’ve been completely cut off from my local family, and that was weighing on my mind. While I can’t say it’s entirely unexpected, it still hurts. I always had an invite for Thanksgiving, but I haven’t heard anything from anyone. I assume it’s due to people not wanting to extend an offer to me and leave him out. We’ve got our dinner planned out, and included a light lunch, in case an invite doesn’t get extended.
I’m really hoping I don’t need to go into work today. I don’t think I could deal with people.
