A/N Thank so much for your reviews! Here is Chapter Two. Let me know what you think!

Dear Meemaw,

You may be surprised to hear from me as today is Wednesday and my letter writing day is Sunday and today is not Anything-can-Happen Thursday which might account for an unscheduled activity such as writing a letter on a day other than Sunday. However, I am, in the vernacular, on the horns of a dilemma.

(Fun fact Did you know the original word dilemma in rhetoric was a device by which you presented your opponent with two alternatives; it didn't matter which one he chose to respond to — either way he lost the argument. When you did this to your opponent you were said to present two horns to him, as of a bull, on either of which he might be impaled. As the scholar Nicholas Udall said in a translation of a work by Erasmus in 1548, it didn't matter to which of the two points a person made a direct answer, either way he would run on to the sharp point of the horn.) ***

Anyway, Thank you for your last letter, to answer your questions: Yes, I am physically well, at least , I am not unwell. Yes, I have been remembering to wear a sweater when I go out, and yes, I talked to Mom last week and no, I don't know the next time I am returning home and yes, I am still aware that I have promised to go to that dreadful church of hers the next time I am home.

Getting to my dilemma..

Sheldon paused. He had no idea what to write here. Perhaps it was because he was writing to his Meemaw on a day other than Sunday, or even anything-can happen Thursday. More likely it was because he was uncertain how to explain to someone else something he didn't even fully understand himself. Perhaps he should speak to Amy Farrah Fowler after all, but Good Lord,. what would he say to her?! They had talked several times since they had terminated their relationship agreement a month previously, and he was just begriming to feel comfortable talking to her in any capacity again, let alone explaining to her WHY he had chosen to end it. He had told himself at the time that is was just a matter of his usual discomfort with physical contact, and her insistence on it. But, deep down he'd known better.

After all who wanted to be touched by someone when they were in love with someone else? In love with someone else.. in love with someone else.. someone else...

Drat. Was he REALLY in LOVE with Penny? What a ridiculous notion. Perhaps he should talk to Amy after all. She *was* a neurobiologist after , and while obviously inferior to his field of theoretical physics, it was a useful enough pursuit in its own right. Many brilliant men were reported to be vulnerable to all sorts of eccentricities.

Not that there was anything wrong with *him* of course, his Mother had had him tested.. His thoughts were interrupted by the whir of the TARDIS. Amy must be calling him on Skype. He'd finish a heavily edited version of his letter on Sunday. For now he had to face his dilemma head on.. he just hoped he didn't get gored by the horns...

***Thanks to Michael Quinion at World Wide Words for supplying the text for Sheldon's "fun fact"!