At 1am this morning I changed the sheets on my bed for the first time in almost two months.
It’s official: I will never sleep in sheets that my husband slept in ever again.
I didn’t cry. I wasn’t emotional.
In fact I was so calm about the process I even stopped to take the above photos.
Well I guess I wasn’t completely calm. Once I stripped the sheets it took me 10 minutes to put the new set on the bed. When I finished the job and stood back to admire my handiwork I realised that I had actually put the old sheets back on the bed again so I had to remove them a second time. That was a bit tough.
I didn’t really know whether to put the old sheets in the washing machine, the garbage bin or just burn them. I ended up leaving them in the bathtub for now.
Another accomplishment to tick off my list.
Another step further away from the man I love.
Another moment of acceptance that my life has changed, and there’s nothing I can do about it.
Just keep breathing, Sadie, just keep breathing.