I’m pretty sure this is my last regular night at my moms house. Before Barb moves back in, I’ll probably spend the night from time to time so I don’t have to get up so early to walk my mom. But other than that, I’ll be on my own.

And I’m scared about that. I never thought I’d be one of those depressing divorced guys living alone but here we are.

I was at the place yesterday waiting for the cable guy and I couldn’t help but wonder if I should have done more looking around before pulling the trigger on it. Too late to worry about that now I guess.