That’s how long I have until I move out of the life I shared with my husband for 17 years. I’m excited, scared, curious, etc etc
I don’t know how much of the difference I might feel will be the result of drastically changing my residence, and how much will be being without my husband.
Tomorrow I’ll celebrate the purchase of my apartment with my ex-cop, champagne and sushi. And a little bit of tenderness will do me some good after all the auto-flagellation of the last few weeks.