Just got off the phone with my WW who went to IC today. We spent a fair amount of time discussing our wayward son who is in recovery and is a royal pain in the a**. We spend a lot of time and energy on him and it's very draining.
Toward the end of the conversation, she asked me if I wanted to go out for dinner Saturday night. She acknowledged that it was d-day and a difficult day and thought it might be nice to spend quality time together. It was her asking me for a date night.
We can't go out for dinner because I have a father-daughter dance to attend. But I appreciated the sentiment.
Frankly, I was surprised because of the way things have been going (not well).
Maybe the new counselor is making progress with her.
I'm not going to get over the top or excited about this. I've been fooled before.