One thing I didn't mention to her (I've just recently started feeling this) is that I'm starting to get a little pissed at Matt for leaving me. I know he had no choice - it's not a logical emotion at all.
As crazy as it sounds, one of the hardest things for me to do lately is grocery shopping. Everywhere I look, I think that I would have been buying that for Matt... the limes for his Corona, the lunch meat he liked, Shredded Wheat cereal, the M&M's, the 2% milk, tuna fish, Sun Chips... Matt would get a handful of M&M's after dinner just about every night, and we're just about to run out of his stash. I miss the sound of his hand rummaging through the container of M&M's. As much as I hate folding laundry, I miss folding his (he did his own laundry a lot of the time, though). Did I mention that the Friday before he died, when I got home from work, I found that he cleaned out the fridge?
We ran out of propane, and I realized I had no idea where to go to get more (I figured it out...).
With spring coming, I've got to learn how to open the pool, and get the tractor ready. I have to find out where he went for mulch. I have to find out where he got the annuals he used to plant (I can never remember the name of them! Actually, they're in the last picture with Sydney in that picture post... anyone want to take a stab at it for me?).
I'm just babbling now, so I'm gonna sign off and cut Jacob's hair... and go to bed early so I can make sense when I talk (or write) tomorrow!