-Baby, baby, baby.  I went down to San Diego on Saturday to hang out with Larissa and her hubby.  She’s a good friend, so while I have the time I’m trying to get around to see people.  We caught up on life, and of course I told her about where we are (purgatory).  She was on the edge of her seat, breathless.  She said it was one of the most romantic stories she had ever heard.  She also said it was one of the stupidest for all the back and forth we have done.  In answer to your text, I started a blog last night when I got home but couldn’t finish it.  I also did a little work to it this morning, but it’s going to take a bit of thought, so you might not see it for a little while.  It’ll be worth it.  The end of the year is rapidly approaching.  I can’t believe it.  Another year.  2016.  Time is picking up speed.  This could be the last new years we spend apart, or it’s just another one apart for the rest of our lives, with every successive year remembering less and less of the other.  How sad that would be.  Don’t you know that I already think of you as my (estranged) wife, and your parents and my in-laws?  That just kinda is the situation and sentiment that we’re in, no?   In new news, I couldn’t stand just living in that downstairs room, so even though the upstairs isn’t done yet, I brought the couch up (with Ted’s help), a TV and some other furniture so I can actually hang-out in my own living room for a change.  It really changed the whole dynamic of the house.  I don’t feel like a tenant renting a room downstairs from the homeowners.  I was actually hanging out, watching movies in my living room last night, and though it’s still a bit rough, it was great nonetheless. It’s starting to look and feel like a home.  I can see you flitting around here, making drinks, or cozying up on the sofa with me, walking the dogs around the neighborhood and up to the lake… Up on the hill with the fresh air, away from the scene, and yet close enough to dip down and do whatever we wanted; dinner, movie (aka you napping), theater, drinks, etc… It would be so nice.  I wonder what odds Vegas would give me on that?  And speaking of Vegas, it looks like I won’t be going there for new years eve.  I’ll be sticking around Los Angeles, which is generally pretty damn lame on NYE.  Guy knows of a party somewhere.  Whatever.  I’ve resigned myself to a mediocre LA new years.  woohoo….  I’m still hoping to see you in a couple weeks.  Have you figured out how to pull it off?  Let me know please, because I would have to make plans and it’s going to get very busy for me here in January.  Love you, honey.  I’ll finish the other blog post and get it out as soon as I can.  XO