Thursday, December 17, 2009


This divorce BS is really quite obnoxious. It plays with my emotions like whoa. And? I'm finding I'm pretty annoyed with those I see who are tra, la, la'ing along all in love. I pretty much want to play red rover when I see them holding hands. It's nothing against them, honestly. I'm just a little, tiny bit bitter.

Just when I thought I was in a good place, (wanting to play red rover is much better than where I was a few weeks ago, trust me.) the freakin' vet calls to check on Big Dog (you know, the dog he has) and make sure she's doing better. It's really awesome to have to fess up to some random vet tech that my marriage is over and that I really have no idea how my dog is doing. My dog. Our dog. His dog, now.

However, there are some ups. The dishes in the sink? Oh, that's right.. there aren't any. Because I put them in the dishwasher immediately. Everything is right where I put it. (This might backfire when I don't have anyone to blame for misplacing something, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there.) And, the laundry has significanly decreased. Plus, I use waaaaaay less toilet paper, paper towels, shampoo, soap, etc.

Cooking for one, though? A royal pain. I LOVE cooking. I love cooking for others. And I love sharing a meal with someone and talking about my day. Even though I didn't always enjoy my company, I had someone to cook for. Now? It's just me. Zoey (the dog) doesn't appreciate my cooking, as she's not allowed human food. I suppose it's hard to appreciate something you've never tasted and know you can't have. However, I have been able to enjoy cereal for dinner or a baked potato-- I don't think you can do that when you're married.

I promise, I'm really trying not to be bitter.


Ashley said...

oh please, bitter it up.

Does it feel good to admit that he wasn't good dinner company?

Lil' Woman said...

Spill your guts girl...were hear to listen...but please don't slap me in the face or punch my puppy is i post a pic of me and big man holding hands :) lol