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!!
Love it!!
DDay:2011 Status: D 2011
Above all, be the heroine, not the victim. - Nora Ephron
It is our choices...that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities. - J. K. Rowling
Easy, your post energized me -single life is uncomplicated in so many ways. Rock on!
[This message edited by fraeuken at 8:59 PM, October 8th (Tuesday)]
The house that God firmly planted in my life is almost 50 years old. When I was looking, well, I didn't have a big budget so some of the houses were foreclosures and when I walked into them, it was overwhelming sad energy in the air. This house, however, had been owned by a woman who had to go into assisted living (dementia). She loved this house and yard, raised her kids, had grandkids birthday parties and holidays here, and there was just happiness when I came in. It was peaceful. Even her bright yellow walls were happy walls and they hadn't been painted in 30 years at least.
The house had been on the market for almost a year and the price had come down significantly. See, it doesn't have central air conditioning, no dishwasher, and the old 100 amp electrical. For me living alone it doesn't matter, the electricity is fine. The one window unit A/C keeps the house cool just fine because of the floor plan. I live alone so I don't need a dishwasher.
It has hard wood floors and I love, love, love those. The yard is something she spent many hours in. There are lots of shrubs and most of them bloom (I'm in The South, everything blooms). They're called "rolling blooms" because different plants bloom at different times but something is always flowering.
One of the neatest things is the massive Gardenia bushes. My ex was a master at hacking down my plants and he'd almost killed my Gardenia bushes at our other house. He tried many times by sawing them even with the dirt but they always came back. He also went on a wacko binge and hacked down all of our trees at 2:00 a.m. one night in a manic state WHILE we lived in a subdivision with an 11:00 noise curfew. Not a happy day. There were 5 Japanese Maples and he cut them to the ground.
So, there is victory in this house and more victory in the yard for me. Everything that has been taken has been restored in multiples. It has a fenced yard which I had to have for my dogs. It's also a ranch style, our last three houses had stairs and I hate stairs.
So, not sure what the moral of the story is but put your head down and keep swinging.
(I didn't do the dishes last night and no one is bitching!!)
Thanks!
Follow your heart, but take your brain with you. ~ Alfred Adler Letting go of the outcome is about the most empowering thing you can do for yourself. ~ LosferWords
You painted such a beautiful, peaceful, simple life that is filled with happiness.
Gives me hope.
Edited to add: I love me some KFC too. Ex wouldn't have it. Fooey on him.
[This message edited by clralb at 9:11 PM, October 9th (Wednesday)]
