Suspension

Thunder says it’s been too long since I’ve written anything here. I have my excuses, just like he has his.

There’s nothing really fun going through my head right now, so I’ve saved you the bother of reading about it. If for some reason the thing that gets you all tingly inside is year-end reports and audits, let me know. I’ll pray for you.

Other than that my days are spent working, getting a little bit of running in, and planning out the remodeling of my kitchen. I’m very excited about the new house and am often up thinking about it at 5 in the morning. Weeee! After that there’s Spanish classes every Saturday morning for 3 hours of frustration. I didn’t think I was getting enough hair pulling in, so I took this class instead. Remind me to tell BB that I like it rough. Maybe that would help. Last Saturday I spent 3 hours with the Spanish group at the flea market annoying anyone who looked the least bit Mexican. It was the first time since I lived with my Dad that I heard people say, “Look! I think that might be one” in public. Odd.

That’s about it. I’ve hit one of those rough patches emotionally where I’m wondering why I ended it with the X hubby. We still talk all the time. I still miss him. He still treated me better than anyone else I’ve ever met. I miss the days of knowing he would be there when I got home. I miss talking about music with him and having celebratory corn dogs. I miss talking about when we get old.

The 14th would have been our 9th year anniversary. I guess a little ho-hum is to be expected. In a week I’ll remember how his neediness drove me insane.

I hope you all are doing great. I’m still here. I’m just taking it a little slow right now