Apart from the ring on my finger and my complete lack of interest in anything male, I feel quite single. J works. all. the. time. I have my pre-relationship body back (because J and I don't eat together anymore), which makes me feel excellent about myself (tight stomach and thighs!), but causes me to worry that my dress won't fit anymore...
I go out a couple times a week with my coworkers (and leave early every time), take yoga, get all my work done...
Life's good, except that I never see my fiance and my closest friends are (mostly) the ones that live furthest away. Sigh. At least I have my flea-bitten cat.
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