Out of morbid curiosity, I checked my schedule from about a year ago. Wednesday, May 10, 2006, was when my ex and I had our first therapy session. This means that Monday, May 8, 2006, was the last time I slept in that house.
:/
I don't know what that means, really. Our divorce was final October 2006, but the marriage really ended May 9.
This might explain some of the mood I've been in. Wondering when it's been a year. Now I know. Is it any better, knowing?
I don't know.
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