After work, I ran over to Verizon. An hour later, I emerged triumphant, having gotten the phone number moved to my name. That is the last account that Michael and I had together, so the last (official) tie is cut. I didn't really have time to get broody about that, which was probably a good thing. I called him to tell him he could close his Verizon account now, and he just wanted to talk about work. I guess he is uncomfortable talking to me about personal stuff, both from his natural reserve, and because he's afraid it will upset me.
After that I ran to PetSmart and stocked up on cat stuff, and got cash for the grocery shopping.
Then it was home for a quick dinner, and then got cleaned up for the ^&%$#!!
lack of sleep study. I am so not looking forward to another night of misery.
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