On this date, every year since 2009, I've posted about this. Why break a pattern?
August 9:
1945: US drops second atom bomb, this time on Nagasaki.
1974: First president ever to resign, resigns.
1974: TrustedHer and now-X get married. Yes, rehearsal dinner during one administration, wedding during another's.
2013: After 4 and a half years in court, divorce is (sort-of) final. Exactly on the 39th anniversary of the wedding, the judge signed the orders. The dissolution is final, but I am appealing the property settlement.
2014: Pretty much ho-hum nothingness. No heebie-geebies, no sadness.
Exactly 40 years ago today, I got married.
In the years between 2009 and 2013, I had some bad vibes leading up to this date, and at least some level of sadness. This year, I've been aware of it coming, but it's been no big deal. I'm more concerned about my next court date, at the Court of Appeals, in 2 weeks.
I'm going to see a Shakespeare play with My Lady this evening. There will be good company, good food, and wine.
Life is good.
[This message edited by TrustedHer at 11:47 PM, August 9th (Saturday)]
