Another full day of focused activity subconsciously designed and engaged in to avoid facing the inconceivable truths around which all these actions are based. It's surreal and getting oh so real every day. I went to oversee the contractor's removal of the tape residue and the hauling of the junk from the renovations, and more. I loaded up the paint cans and found that they'd already been there and taken an initial load. I left a tip $ with Kathy. We talked a bit about the state of the house. I think she was shocked by it. I bit my tongue, but I'm getting too old and tired of playing nice. I may crack soon, given that I've been branded as evil for years without any consideration of what I had to endure that drove me to need to get out. Harsh, not judgmental, and genuine. It was a problem for me, and there is something validating to have it acknowledged. Anyway, the focus remains on the brutal and devastating prognosis and that she's still not 'come down' in anxiety yet. I dropped the paint and returned to Matson and worked until it was time to drop Lauren back at Matson. Oh, and I ran Tommy to get a haircut at noon. Once back at Pano, I put the refined switch plate in, plugged in the AppleTV cord replacement, cleaned the Keurig only to find it was leaking, cleaned light switches and plates, and picked up in the back yard while determining how to disassemble the ramp tomorrow. Kristy from Grace dropped off art the kids drew for her. It's still odd to be there and hard not to reflect on building teepees, tree houses, swing sets and rubber ground covering, tearing down a brick firepit, expanding the living room, and so much more. There's so much history there. I understand why Tommy would not want it sold any more than I'd like my mom's home sold. I headed back home after 5, intentionally avoiding contacting Lauren and instead just letting her have the time w/her mom and Kathy. We will need help. Kathy can't manage this, nor can I, and certainly not the kids either. They indicated she might calm down more once at home and in a familiar environment. That sounds like a reasonable expectation. We'll see how it goes tomorrow. Jen made some great Indian food and stuffed peppers too. Lauren "splurged" on Chili's takeout, but after her efforts today, it's warranted. Tommy came home sullen. I tried to break the ice but could not break the glare, so I left it alone. I'm not sure yet if Linda will be ok w/me being at Pano tomorrow, and if not, I'll accept it graciously and give her the time and space needed, but I'm worried that the demand on Kathy might wear her down, and Linda needs her help until Kathy V is back. Jen continues to be supportive and understanding, and encouraging. While all this is falling around us, she's keeping us positive and encouraged and laughing too, all while taking on more work at Intel as her skills get more recognition and acknowledgment. She's a fantastic partner, and I'm so grateful to have what we have.