happening for CharCol this weekend, folks! Here’s what we know. Aiden Montogomery, Colin’s long time best friend, attorney, and agent, and Rachael Early, chief of staff for presidential hopeful Langford Jones, were seen boarding a plane at LAX en route to Dallas. On the same plane, was Clay South, former quarterback and friend of the couples. Sources are also reporting that super-agent Mark Lars boarded a plane at LaGuardia, also destined for Dallas. Could this be their wedding weekend? We’ve heard that the super exclusive Highland Park restaurant Violets has been closed for the evening. Stay tuned. We’ll have all the latest CharCol wedding deets here.
Things have gotten better, and most importantly I’ve gotten better. It’s been three weeks since I had my breakdown, as I’ve come to call it. Colin’s done what he said he’d do. Doctor Benson flies to Dallas once a week to meet with me individually, and then Colin and I participate in couple’s therapy. As we both already know, just loving each other is not enough. We’re dealing with circumstances that are beyond our control.
We’re learning to communicate better. I love that Colin’s willing to rearrange his very busy schedule to make it to every appointment. I know how fortunate I am that he’s so committed to us, and I remember to tell him often.
Colin loves helping players and want-to-be players that need a hand up, not a handout, so he bought a house outside the gilded cage for players to live in. He let Brad furnish it, which made his day. There are so many athletes that just need that one break. They’re living hand-to-mouth, so if Colin can give them a roof over their heads, then they can focus on getting into tip-top shape. This was a great compromise. Jenny keeps the refrigerator stocked for them, Colin pays the bills, and no one is drinking my milk in the mornings.
Colin’s also found office space for CharCol Inc. I absolutely despise the title, but I love that he named his corporation after us. It’s very tongue in cheek. Jenny should start working from there next week. It’s got a conference room, a big office for Colin, an office for Aiden to work in when he’s in town, a nice space for Jenny, and a kitchenette. Most importantly, it has enough wall space for all of Colin’s memorabilia and chachkies . His bobblehead figurines, special edition Coke cans and jerseys will finally have a home that is not on the floor of our house. It also has a huge storage closet. Instead of four boxes of footballs in the foyer, they can go to his new office. Just knowing that there’s an end in sight has made me feel better.
We went through the approved security list together, and crossed off a ton of names. I can’t quite figure out what the point of having a guard stand is if everyone is welcome. I was very happy to see that Jenna had already been removed from the approved list.
I also sat down with Alice, and redefined her job description. She’s no longer in charge of my laundry, and she’s only been asked to clean our bedroom and bathroom once a week. I know that it’s petty. I know that I’m the luckiest girl in the world for having the opportunity to employ full-time help. But, and there’s always a but, I’ve got to have boundaries. This has given me the sense of grounding and personal space that I was missing.
Colin is back on his kick for me to set a wedding date. I really don’t want to focus on that until my partnership with my dad has been resolved, and I’m working again. Baby steps…one day at a time…
I’ve done well with my runs. Because I’ve felt so bad about punishing poor Miguel and Carter, I’ve been running the lab rat loop inside the gilded cage. Not my ideal run, but I can live with it, because I get to wake up every morning next to Colin McKinney.
“Charrrrlieee,” he whines from the other room. “I woke up alone, and you know how much I hate doing that.”
“Just a minute. I’m gross from my