Fear what? Fear loses? Fear calls it quits? Fear gets a day job?
The Sweet Boy and I are back together. The fear factor is more complex and complicated than I originally thought--on both sides--but we are working on it together. Last night, we had a completely normal, and wonderful, night where we shopped at Lowes for a ceiling fan, then ate dinner at Olive Garden, then came home and watched Frasier, and then went to bed.
I am content and happy.
Fingers crossed, people, on all fronts.