Fortunately, we have two crazy Bengal cats who would destroy (do destroy) the tree, and so last year and this year, I've decided to put up a tree with shatterproof ornaments in the living room, so I dont have to deal with the cats decimating my ornament collection (we were going to have TWO trees this year, the one with all our family ornaments was going to go in my office (where no little furballs can get in), but it's already more of a PITA to decorate this house with the one tree, since I know it's my last Christmas in my freaking dream house).
I went into the attic yesterday to grab the wreath for the front door and a few other things to make the house festive for DD, and I found a little flat bubble wrapped package on the top of the box with the Christmas decorations...of course I opened it...it was one of those damn ornaments. It was, in fact, the stupid effing ornament I had purchased to celebrate our "NEW HOME 2012!!"
Seriously...it felt like a knife to the chest.
I chunked that ornament into the nearest open box and hightailed it out of the attic with my wreath, some bows, a snowglobe, and the shred of emotional stability that I am hanging onto.
Next year, when I have to go through the damn ornaments, it's just going to be like emotional cutting. Especially, since next year will be STBXH's year with DD...
It's like the punishment from his shitty actions are just going to keep on coming FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE.
I'll start new next year.
Fortunately they are still in a separate box in the closet, not with everything else in the attic.
He can have them or they go in the trash.
dday October 21,2012
dday December 20, 2013
I attempted R, he was a lie
He destroyed the marriage. I figured he should be responsible for taking out all the trash.
This is it. The darkest day. The blackest hour. Chin up, shoulders back. Let's see what we're made of, you and I.
― The Doctor
Smash it, trash it, burn it - that's my motto for anything that might trigger me.
I did the same as some others above mentioned- put them in a box for him and handed it to him when he came to pick up DD for his visit. He threw away our marriage so he can throw away those too if he wants.
The year before Dday I had bought ornaments for the 4 of us, all our first initials.
Last year I wasn't going to put his on the tree and left it in the box. DD found it and asked if we could put it up. I hesitated and she said "Well, C is for Christmas." So we hung it last year and again this year.
She said this year that we need an H and a K for Hannukah and Kwanzaa.
Love that kid!!!
I've already decided that I the chooses to leave he's taking all of his outdoor lights with him. I will do my own thing to the house, if I choose to do anything at all.
I'll be honest; I haven't had a traditional tree since then, so my ornament box hasn't been opened, but I don't regret the decision.
The only thing I need back from him are their stockings.
Since she walked out on Thanksgiving Day, the wounds are still pretty fresh. We should have been putting the tree up together.
Think I am going to have to take a pass this year.
Re-gifting is the wayward style. He re-gifted himself right out of the marriage.
The "our first Christmas" stuff went into the gargage. I didn't even take the energy to smash them first. Just trash.
(((hugs))) for those triggering with this.
I took all of our ornaments, packed them in a box, and shipped them to him UPS.