Hey there Bill.
I spent Saturday hurt and angry with my SO. I've been feeling unwanted, pushed away. Just because he is stoic and in denial about having emotion and I want more sex than he does. I was angry enough to yell so I drove around and tried to get lost in the country. In the evening I had to leave again and went to visit my parents an hour away. I had to come home that night because when I packed an overnight bag, I forgot my meds. We (I) made up - all good.
This morning I woke up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. :) I went grocery shopping by myself in the morning, cooked most of the afternoon, caught an episode of "House." Sounds ordinary, but that is the beauty of it. An ordinary day.
Maybe I'm just cheerful because I do as little housework as possible over the weekend. The real test is Monday morning when I have a HUGE pile of dirty dishes, a house to clean, and hot lunch to make before 12:10. It's a challenge I love - starts off my week with a feeling of accomplishment.