Dave is doing much better than he was before. So, that's good.
Whenever I leave there I get sad for leaving Heather and the kids, but keep telling myself I did it for my sanity. And then I get over here and it's the same shit over again. Need to find somewhere else for my sanity. *sigh* I think what it really is is that I am just not going to be happy anywhere until I'm on my own. But then it turns into, well, not completely on my own, I'd like to have some friends around to share good times with. Unfortunately, I can't make everyone move to where I want to be (which I don't really know where I want to be) so, that's out.
I think the best thing right now is to get ready for bed and go to sleep because I am exhausted. I'll be staying here this weekend mainly because I don't feel like making that drive again for a while. But, what's funny is right now, if I wasn't so tired, and I had Heather with me, I would like nothing more than to just drive. No destination, just go. Grab some tunes, some snacks, some drinks and go. With just enough for gas and if necessary a hotel room (although, we've always managed to make it back to home before complete and total exhaustion set in).
Wanderlust I think they call it. That's what I would be feeling if the variables were all correct.