Let The Holiday Loafing Begin

I slept until 5:30 this morning. Before waking up. At least it wasn’t 4.

Yesterday I spent the few hours after arriving home rearranging the living room again. I had had it so the couch was against the window but the curtains did not fall right and I need to put the heat on. While the temp is 3 C outside it is about 8 in here so I need to increase the heat.

I also had an hour nap from 3-4:25 p.m. yesterday afternoon because I could. I did not have to go to bed early.

Today I decided to go and do the grocery shop so that I could come home change into shorts and curl up on the couch. Peruse my emails and get caught up on all the writers I follow. Before that though I was watching Chip N Dale Rescue Rangers on Disney+. I was and still am really enjoying it.

I left for the store around 7:50. Although my idea of wearing my sandals was quickly dashed as the cold rain pelted my bare toes. I ran back into the house to get my runners on. I did not put on another jacket as I refuse to wear one. It is May 20th after all. I should be out in shorts.

I wandered the store carefully trying to determine what I needed. T is here next week so I need lunch items. Dinner items. I myself am trying to eat healthier so more fresh veggies for salads. I made a large one the other night and had two days worth. Also I have been craving steak lately and so once more I picked a fresh cut one from our fresh meat counter. Top Sirloin. It looks fabulous to say the least.

As I was walking through the produce department my notification for emails went off. I was a little confused because it was too early for some of them. Yes I know what time I receive specific emails at. This way anything else I know I need to check right away. It was an email from my lawyer.

I opened it up and discovered that it was my divorce decree. My divorce is now final. As of May 14th. I began to giggle like a demented elf standing between the onions and whatnot on one side of me and all the citrus on the other side. My lawyer is going to get me my divorce certificate for me at the end of the month. The divorce decree is when the judge signed the papers. The actual certificate will have the final date that it went through. This is needed to prove that a divorce was obtained. The Ex requires it to get my name removed from the land title and the mortgage.

For a brief moment the bitch in me rose up and thought it would be funny to post the news on Facebook for the ex to find out. However in the end I was an adult about it.

Like I said I was an adult about it.

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May 20/21

Picture via Pexel

Let The Proceedings Begin

19 years ago today the ex and I said ‘I do’.
We had been together 7 years already and he thought it was time to get married.
I went along for the ride although my heart was not really in it.
Not that I did not love him but I had sworn as a young girl I was never getting married after witnessing my parents marriage fall apart.
My reasoning was that if it ended there would be so much easier to walk away.
Within 6 weeks of my having said yes I was married.
This is also the year that my depression was first diagnosed.
Although it was before the marriage not after. 😂😂😂😂
We had good years and bad.
It was the way of any marriage only I was feeling stifled.
I was feeling unseen.
Disappearing into a mom/boss (at work)/wife there was no me any more.
My ex is not a bad man at all.
And he does his best to do right with me now.
When we were married I paid all the bills /loan/mortgage and he paid for groceries etc.
I was always stressed.
Slowly our marriage dissolved.
And then it ended.
We, he and I, have worked very hard to go from where we were when we split in 2016 to today 2021.
I can say he is one of my closest friends.
And I one of his depending on the month and the girlfriend. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
We can talk about everything and anything as well as co-parenting.
Today I have my first call with the lawyer.
To begin our divorce.
Talk about irony right there.
I am not going to lie I have cried a couple of times since making the phone appointment. 😢😢
This is the final little bit to making our lives totally separate.
It is an ending.
And endings are hard for anyone no matter how it comes about. 😞😞
©Sept. 14/21
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