So…to say that I’ve been going through some things these past few weeks would be the mother of all understatements.
To start with…the marriage is over. It’s done. We’re separated. Which, really that’s a bullshit status. I went to update my relationship status on FB and they didn’t have one for “We know it’s over, we’re just waiting on the paperwork” (which, really…they SHOULD have that status). So…yeah.
Last night was the last of it. I loaded up a borrowed truck with the final load. I now have nothing left over there. Except a disco ball. And I’m correcting that tonight after bowling.
It’s weird, I’m not going to lie. I mean it honestly hasn’t felt like home for quite some time now. Is this too much information? If so, you’ll want to just click away now. Last I checked this was my blog. No, I don’t know where that came from either.
So yeah. the weirdness. What’s weird is that people keep saying ‘I’m sorry’ when they find out. And while I appreciate the sentiment, I’m not sure I’m sorry. At least not for this. I may have some regrets that things weren’t differently before we got to this point, but by the time it got to that 25minute conversation 3 weeks ago, it was pretty much past the point of no return.
2nd Marriage over. Not sure that’s a record I want to be proud of or not. I think that on the one hand, it’s good in that at least I’m not living a lie or a life I despise. It was not a good situation, so the fact that I can now re-connect and spend some time getting back to me is a good thing.
I’ve got more to say on the matter, I’m sure. But I needed to at least touch base and let my 4 readers know I wasn’t dead or anything.
Talk to you soon