Me: BS(45)Him: EX, aka "The Dink"(52). D-Day#1 12/22/11. D-Day#2 5/23/13. Divorced 1/10/14.
So, I pulled the plug on my marriage this week. I will be moved out by new years eve; possibly sooner if we can untangle all the joint stuff before then. It's an amicable split fortunately, no drama or tension. The two main feelings I feel are some sadness and a lot of relief.
I will be staying with my mom for a while and once I get some financial stuff squared away I'll get my own place and focus on making me a better me. I want to write another book, more poetry, more songs. I want to read more. I want to finish my degree. I want to learn how to play the dulcimer, and learn how to garden without killing plants (I once managed to kill a cactus -how sad is that??).
Most importantly - I'm not scared to be alone anymore. Actually I'm looking forward to it in a strange way. I spent so much of my life in relationships going along to get along, not making waves, because I didn't want to be alone. It's going to be a nice change to not do that anymore.
Anyways, Hi ya'll!
Engaged 11/5/15 to the man I'd thought I would never find.
Throw me to the wolves and I'll return leading the pack.