1:30pm — In a couple hours, Sara and I will be the owners of a new townhouse together in Eden Prairie. It’s gorgeous. It extremely close to my work and to Wooddale and to the Prairie Center mall. We had been looking around for a few weeks and finally settled on this new development out there. I found a really good, really nice realtor named Sherwin Teradash; he’s an older guy, but really, really sharp and goes out of his way to help out. Just a sweetheart of a guy.
The other night, Sara and I went out to talk about this problem she has with Jon. (Actually, it’s my relationship with him that’s more the problem. I don’t know that anything was resolved other than what I FEEL is the real issue — which is her feeling second-rate. I acknowledged that and apologized for that, but, I continued to drink and shouldn’t have. She ended up having to drive my car home while I became a drunken baffoon. I vowed not to take another sip until our wedding. I was so disgusted with myself the following morning. Especially if we’re considering having a family intervention for my mom. I’m just afraid my own behavior might draw unwanted [attention].