February 19, 2013

Cry me a river, or Whine, Bitch and Moan

A~N~D the single ladies lament begins. Since I have joined the ranks of all the other women out there who no longer have a relationship/partner/husband/whatever, I have compiled a few lists for your viewing pleasure.

Most annoying things I do right now:

I think about "him" more than I should
I watch romantic movies and cry like a bumbling idiot, even though I tell myself to change the channel
Think of what I should have done differently

Here is what I miss the most:

Being snuggled at night
Sharing my end of the day with my man
Regular sex
Miss my relationship, period
Feeling safe and secure when I fall asleep

Here is what I hate the most:

Waking up at every noise
Having to sleep with a baseball bat beside the bed
Silence (when the kids are gone it is deafening)
Having someone else cook dinner
Being a third wheel

Here is what my goals are:

Get up every day
Not feel sorry for myself
Do things that make me happy
Be a great mom

Here is how I am going to get there:

ANY questions? No. Good.

February 18, 2013

This reminds me of that "Friends" episode.......

I am officially all moved in.

I am 95% unpacked.

I am figuring out where I want stuff to go, how to best organize my new kitchen, and generally making my new place "mine".

There was just a little thing I needed for my place.

A bed. For ME.

When I moved in with PB, I had to sacrifice my beautiful bedroom set. The one I knew I was taking with me when I got divorced.

My Ashley Shabby Chic bedroom set: complete with queen bed frame, 2 matching night stands, full dresser and TV armoire. I absolutely ADORED this set.

And then, in a moment of stupidity, I sold it to the highest bidder on Craigslist, so I wouldn't have to pay to store it. Insert ginormous crocodile tears here.

Now that I was out of PB's house, and back on my own, I was without a bed. My children had beds. I had all the OTHER furniture I needed. I no longer had that place to lay my head every night. I felt like I was a woman without a country....... you know what I mean? That inner peace you get when you crawl in to your bed at night, and all is where it is supposed to be? The quality sleep you get when you sleep in your sheets, with your pillow?

Yeah, I didn't have that. What I DID have was an air mattress, or my couch. SO not the same as a BED. But, in the spirit of moving, I had everything else I needed and at least I had a place to lay down that wasn't the FLOOR.

Don't get me wrong, my couch is SUPER comfy. And, the air mattress was fine. For a few nights. But what I really wanted, and really NEEDED was a bed. At this point, 2 weeks in to my new place, I was willing to take whatever I could get for damn near free.

On Saturday, while talking with one of the mom's from my girl scout troop, (BroncoGirl) she asked how everything was going with the move, and did I have everything I needed. I said yes, except for a bed and a dresser, I was doing just peachy. She looked at my kind of funny, and I explained I was sleeping on an air mattress or the couch.

BroncoGirl says...... "I have a bed for you and I can deliver it TODAY." I swear I almost fell over. If you know anything about me at all, I can ask for all the help in the world for my kids. Asking for help for myself? Damn near impossible. I am an incredibly independent woman, and it is PAINFUL to ask for help.

So, you can imagine how this offer of a bed was such a blessing. BroncoGirl and her daughter deliver the mattress and box spring, AND a dresser! We get the box spring and dresser up the stairs no problem. Last and final thing to go up is the mattress.

My stairs go up about 6 stairs, have 2 landings, and then turn to the right and go up another 4 stairs. So, here we are. Stuck halfway up with the mattress. JUST like that damn sofa in THIS episode:

We just stood there, holding up the mattress, laughing so hard, all of us remembering this episode of Friends and cackling like a bunch of old ladies..... I had to cross my legs because I thought for sure I was going to pee my pants!

We eventually got ourselves under control, and the mattress made it to my bedroom. All of us breathed a sigh of relief!

I am just overwhelmed by the generosity of the people in my life. I know I need to lay my pride aside and just ask, and I am working on that. But, it the best twist of fate, I am now the proud owner of a bed (complete with sheets and mattress cover) and a dresser.

THANK YOU my dear friends! I can never express the level of my gratitude, except to maybe say....... I slept like the dead last night. In a REAL bed. Because of you!

February 14, 2013

Cornered, Monopolized and Taken Advantage of......

That ALL describes how I feel about Comcast Cable. Want to know why?

Yeah, I'm sure you do. I had this long-winded, incredibly detailed post all written out. It was like 4 pages long and I wasn't even DONE yet.

You would have either fallen asleep reading about it, or by admitted to the nearest hospital for a stress heart attack.

SO, raise your glass for the short and sweet story:

After 6 phone calls, talked to 8 different people, and a 4 hour appointment in my house yesterday?

I finally have cable and Internet.


And, because of my suffering, 3 free months of HBO and Showtime.

I'm glad that's over. And I don't have to hear:

"Mom, I'm bored".

February 8, 2013

A change is a comin'........

Well, the "change" has already happened. No, its not menopause, and shame on you for thinking I am that old! If I LOOK that old, you better keep that opinion to yourself. Seriously.

Here it is in a nutshell: PB and I no longer a couple, and over the past weekend, the kids and I moved in to my new place.

So many things contributed to this happening, and NO, I'm not going to share it all with you. PB and I still care very much about each other, and are still really good friends.

This is SO not like a divorce, or a typical breakup where there is hate, shouting, trashing the other person, and revenge fueled words. It just is what it is.

Moving sucks, but I found the perfect place for the chitlins and I. In the space of 2 weeks I not only found a place, but I was packed and moved in. We are still in Mtown, close to both schools and my work. With the help of some AMAZING friends, I was able to get all moved, including my storage unit, in 2 loads and 5 hours!

I was all stealth like and changed my Facebook status at the ass crack of dawn on Saturday. Why? Because I don't want THOSE people commenting. Know who I'm talking about? The people that you are only friends with on Facebook? Not that they aren't great people. It's just that I don't want the sympathy or question filled responses to my "updated" relationship status. Even though they all mean well.

Those that need to know, already know.

Too much explaining would have to happen, and I'm not interested in that. Also, what always follows is how I SHOULD do this, and MUST do that. No thanks. I already have enough people telling me what to do. Just know this: If I want YOUR advice, I will ASK for it.

The kids and I are fine, and we seem to be settling in quite nicely. Once every little decoration is in place, and every item finds it's new home, I will post some pics.