Sis 1 here . . .
I know it's been awhile since I've blogged anything, but here I am now.
Last weekend was bittersweet. Dickhead finally moved out. As I said previously on this subject, the plan was to clean up the apartment and make it my own. I did that, and as I thought, the literal cleaning helped with the figurative cleaning. I think I've really got a handle on this whole divorce thing. There were some roller coaster emotions going on, and I suspect there may be more down the line, but overall, I feel happy.
Now, those that know me are thinking, "she's always friggin' happy!" That's true . . . I tend to be a happy person and don't let things get to me, but this is a different sort of happiness. I feel like a big rock has been standing on my chest and shoulders for a long time, and now, it's gone. I can breathe again. There's no dread of going home in the evenings and wondering what kind of reception I'll receive. There's no worries of waking up to a pissed-off-because-someone-said-something-that-you-don't-agree-with waiting for me. There's no fear that my son will catch his father and me in either a bad argument. I feel hopeful that the future will bring me even more happiness.
Future immediate plans . . . Vegas trip end of February, NOLA trip early-mid March, San Diego trip mid-March, Colorado trip mid April for my birthday.
So, watch for more fun blogs and posts coming your way.
Until then, keep it #sassyandsarcastic . . . .