I've spoken to my husband and he says he is making good progress in cleaning the basement. I've not questioned him about anything, and believe it or not, it's been remarkably easy not to. I'm so distracted by being out of town that I'm not thinking about it too much. We'll see what happens when I get home.
I was full of anxiety yesterday because of the traveling, lack of sleep, flying, and staying in a new location. I was also (and am still a bit) full of guilt for going on a trip while my hubby has to stay home, work all day, and then work on the basement. I feel like a bad wife. I'm very scared that he will exhaust himself and that it will cause a flare of his Crohn's Disease. He assures me it will not. However, at this point, the plan is already being implemented and all I can do is pray for him.
On another note, I'm kind of excited. When I was in the airport, I used the restroom and even brought my rolling luggage into the stall with me as I didn't want to leave it unattended. To the best of my recollection, I have NEVER done that before (well at least not since the OCD has been so horrific in the last 16 years). In fact, in the past, if I traveled alone, I would skip using the restroom altogether rather than risk contaminating my luggage.
I'm looking forward to the future for the first time in a long time. That's still hard to believe. I'm also looking forward to getting caught up with everyone else's blog posts when I get back, so keep writing!