So, it's been a year and a half since the divorce was final and I'm pretty damn happy. Life does have its stress factors but being married to an asshole isn't one of them for me anymore.
I'm in school full-time, operating a sole proprietorship, working part-time at the school as an assistant to one of my professors, volunteering for my chosen charities, gardening in the raised bed gardens that my best friend and her husband built for me, I have two dogs and two cats, and sometimes I leave the dishes in the sink. It's freaking AWESOME!
My son came down to visit with his dogs this past weekend and it's so nice to just be able to visit with him without worrying if LunaticPsychoExFucktardSpousalUnit is going to blow a gasket over our conversations. I talked to the youngest cherub still in school in the Midwest and he's doing great. My oldest daughter is expecting baby #2. Youngest daughter still doesn't speak to me since I filed for divorce but that's her decision. I guess that's the only heartache I have with all of this, I do miss my daughter.
I've repainted the dining room and kitchen five times because I can't decide on a color. I've only repainted the living room twice, so that's a plus. I just painted my new shed out back, it looks phenomenal.
I turn away those men stupid enough to be interested by telling them that they're the wrong sex. I'm not gay, but no sex is the right sex for me!! Male or female. They take it that I'm declaring myself to be gay and that ends it. Smooth, huh? And I didn't even have to lie or make excuses.
I have the most wonderful back yard with things blooming all the time, even in the fall, and there is something in the yard that blooms here in January. Imagine that. I love living in the South.
If I want to have Wheat Thins and hummus (and red wine) for dinner, there isn't anyone to bitch about it. If I want KFC, guess what, I go and get it. If I want fried eggs, I fry them. Listen....Listen!!! Do you hear that? It's no one bitching!!!!!
I don't think I would have felt like this if I had filed for divorce when my kids were still dependent on a "stable" home, but I'm sure glad I finally did it. I rarely even dream about him.
And, like I said, I have two cats now. He was allergic. Yay ME!!