Update...

I have noticed people have been checking my Facebook page often... while I no longer have my newspaper column, I have been asked to continue blogging.
Last weekend I made the move to my temporary apartment in Colorado. I recently got a new windshield in my car and it had a couple leaks that I got fixed before I left. Less than five miles before my place I switched lanes to take my exit off the interstate. A semi threw a rock at my windshield and made a huge star and a crack across the windshield. I was not too happy. None-the-less, I made it and got settled in.
My apartment is furnished so it really didn't take too long. The first night I was tired, the second day a friend came over for a visit. It was so nice to see a friendly face. I am without my kids while I am here and it has been rough. I miss them terribly! Monday morning was the start of school. This is an intense program, you receive a lot of information in a short amount of time. The first few days were not so bad... I met some amazing people, got some new friends, and even took in a week day roommate.
The roommate has been such a blessing as she is quite a bit younger than I and she brings some life into the apartment. Day four of school hit, it was a doozy. We each gave and received massages for more than three hours. That is a lot of touch, when you are not used to being touched, it brings on a lot. By the end of the day I had been stretched massaged, worked out and in general exhausted. This not only affects your body, it effects your emotions. I had heard this before, but was having no problems and thought I would breeze through.
I was wrong, I left school with a terrible headache. I got home, put on an ice pack had some wine with my roommate and tried to release the day. I did not sleep well, my headache woke me up at 2 a.m. throbbing. I awoke Friday morning feeling awful. I was tired, sore, my head still hurt, and my emotions were everywhere. I miss my kids so much! I got to school not wanting to be there. Upon speaking with some of my classmates, the consensus was mutual. None of us wanted to be touched, none of us wanted to strip down and get on the massage table. In all honesty I wanted to go to bed and cry.
We all somewhat half assed it through the day, muddled our way through. I for one was very checked out, completely drained.  I came home to an empty house feeling lonely. That is when a friend text me, saying she was in the area. I called my kids, took a shower and pulled myself together. We had both had a rough day, and were both once again on the verge of tears. We had some wine and as the night progressed decided to go downtown and hit a couple bars. I was fully prepared to be in bed by 9 p.m. Instead it was closer to 2 a.m. I am very tired today, but it was much needed.
I am somewhat dreading the coming week, we are getting into deep tissue and I still don't really want to be touched. Like everything else, I will work through it.
My week day roommate will be back on Monday, we are headed to a concert Monday night. I cannot wait. I have not been alone like this ever. It's such a shock, people tell me to enjoy this time. I am trying, it's all about focusing on school. I am now a bit more prepared for the emotional rollercoaster.
Here's to another day...