17th June...

... was a quiet and calm day.
A spiritual day.
I needed one of those.
I spent it with the kids, read, wrote, did some tarot, went to church and in the evening I watched Memoirs of a Geisha with number one daughter. I thought it was a beautiful film.

At the moment, I am not angry with him at all. I just wish he'd been honest with me. Lying to me must have been hard -- I hope it was hard -- No wonder he was so stressed. I wish he had been honest. I would still have loved him, no matter what, as I do now.

But I am circumspect: tomorrow I may be furious again.
By tomorrow, the world will have turned, and so might I.

P.S. The fire alarm woke us up and then went off another 4 times this morning. I turned off its electricity.