Well, it's week two after the big move and I am enjoying the tranquility and relaxation of not being around the mentally ill, very irritating and frustrating 25 year old stepson who seems to not be able to give up smoking cannabis! My husband is coming to terms with me moving, sleeps over on weekends and has dinner some nights with me through the week. So far it's going well and I feel like I have a new lease on life. My stress stomach contractions have completely stopped and I feel like I have some energy now. I actually walk the dog every morning (get up at 5am!).