Sunday at Home

Theresa and I spend the day at home while her father went to the store. Tomorrow Theresa and I will stop after therapy to pick up enough groceries to get through the week. Her dad used most of his gas to find something that I had asked for. I should have told him that it’d be fine if he couldn’t find it. It’s that little things like that which make it easy to reconsider divorcing him. He loves me so maybe we’ll try again.