I started it before, but got sucked back in with text messages. So this is day 1. Supposedly, with no contact, I should be over this in 60 days.
I went to the gym (yuck), told a man there he had lovely arms (he did!), but I don't actually want to talk to men, so when he tried to continue conversing, I put my my iPod earbuds in. This afternoon, I am going to make stuffed shells for my daughter, and tonight, I am going to try something new: target shooting. I am mostly doing this to shock my sisters, as I really hate guns, and I am scared of people who love them. BUT, I am planning to picture the object of my misplaced affection in the center of the target, which should be therapeutic.
I haven't cried today, at least not yet.