Divorce Decision

With a pervasive sense of sadness, I drove to the courthouse, and filed my divorce papers.  

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We’ve tried to make our marriage work, we just couldn’t.

The clerk couldn’t say how long it would take to have a court date. So, we’ll see….

 

 

Endings are always bittersweet.

Bitter, because I feel like a failure.   This is my third divorce.   What kind of awful person am I, anyway??   (The only saving grace in my mind is, the first 2 divorces were to the same husband.   No one can ever say we didn’t try!)

Sweet, because it will be a relief to just have it done, and over with.   Even as amicable as we are, there is always a certain tension.

So, on to practical matters.  For obvious reasons, DH will now be referred to as XH. (EX-Husband.)

We have agreed to remain friends, so he may still appear now and again.

My name will be changing again.   Not to my last married name, but to my first married name.  Since we have children together, with that name, and I was a Woideck longer than anything else, except my maiden name, Hawkins.

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“Boutonniere-whitesuit” by David Ball – Own work. Licensed under CC BY 2.5 via Wikimedia Commons – https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Boutonniere-whitesuit.jpg#/media/File:Boutonniere-whitesuit.jpg

 

 

  My last married name, Sanchez, never felt truly mine.  Probably because he died of cancer after only 2 months.   And being a widow was so shocking, and painful, that nothing felt right.

 

 

 

 

And now a new chapter begins……

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Hey, it says what I needed- (the first line anyway! ) AND- IT”S PURPLE!!

 

Tilt-a-whirl

I just had the sickening feeling of the world tilting on its axis.  Horrible feeling!  Anchored to nothing, about to spin out into space!  Anxiety riding high!  Whatever in the world is wrong??  What’s happening??  Questions churning through my mind, even as my body is spinning in chaos…..

I quickly ran thru scenarios in my brain…..

Ahhh- that’s it!  I haven’t seen PP in over 24 hours!

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what IS that HAIRY thing down there??? Oh, whew, it’s only my leg….

 It was grand baby withdrawals!  Baby DTs are nothing to sneeze at!!

But, now that I can rest assured I’m not dying, and the world isn’t ending…. (at least not this minute)……

I take a deep breath, and repeat after myself, “It’s okay. I saw her 30 hours ago, and I will see her again soon.  I will see her again soon.”

A comforting chorus of “PP loves me so much!!!”  softly playing in the background, lulls me off back to sleep, with a contented smile on my face.

back to sleepOf course I sleep sitting up!  Don’t you??  Oh alright, I admit it.  I adapted these photos that I’d taken for something else.

Mailbox mistakes

My mailbox is now purple! Yay!

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And I didn’t have to go out into the heat, and do it! Double yay!!

Then I decided I needed to do something for myself.  So, I made up my mind to put on the letters.

I did it myself! The letters, that is.

I did it myself! The letters, that is.

Yes, there are

mistakes,

but I did it myself!  (anyone remember those Shake and Bake commercials? and that adorable little girl?)

So they're not exactly even, pppffffftt

So they’re not exactly even, pppffffftt

So there's gaps, pppffftt

So there’s gaps, pppffftt

I’m

not perfect.  Deal. Get over it.  I have!

It’s purple, it’s labeled, it’s mine.

It keeps mail dry.

We’re all good here!

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Monday Madness party

5 photos, 5 stories challenge, part 5

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skunk me

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purple hair

me all aglow

me all aglow

laughing

laughing

burger me, baby

burger me, baby

Okay, you know me, it’s sooooo hard to follow rules!  I doan wanna!!  <insert whine >

So, I couldn’t make up my mind which pic to tell you about, for my 5th post.

Now, it’s your turn to tell me, which one do you want to know about the most??

(I just now figured out how to change my text colors.  Sheesh, am I thick, or what???)

But now, I can’t find my poll button.    Drats.

What do I do now??  I guess, you’ll have to tell me in your comments, and I’ll have to hand count ’em.  

Horrors!!

Yay!! The poll button mysteriously reappeared!     Why does technology hate me????

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Strawberry School

If you missed any of the story: go here:

Part 1, Strawberry City, part 2, Man Giant, part 3, Strawberry Banquet, part 4, Strawberry Love, part 5, Strawberry Slush, part 6, Strawberry Sickness, part 7, Strawberry Daiquiri.

divorce Strawberry Girl.  She had so many problems, and acted out against what she should be doing, and damaged her marriage.

It was a sad time for the whole family.

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But, life went on…

Fast forward several years.  Strawberry Girl met and married Ranch Man.

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She was still acting out, and doing wrong stuff. Her girls had both decided to go live with Man Giant.

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Strawberry Girl was so sad, but she knew it was best for the girls.

Strawberry Girl decided to start teaching again, because she really hadn’t been using her mind for a long time.

It was okay for 2 years.  Then, she was diagnosed with Manic Depression.  Finally, everything started to make sense.  Her drinking, depression, and other things were all part of another disease.  It helped Strawberry Girl to get on the right kind of medication.

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Mama had come back to live with her again, so Strawberry Girl once again had someone cleaning up her messes, and clutter.  So, she got along for a while.

Then, tragedy struck.  Strawberry Girl had a nervous breakdown, and had to go back to the hospital.

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She couldn’t work for 9 months.  And, it happened again, several times.

The 3rd time, Strawberry Girl realized she better quit teaching while she could still be coherent.  So, she got on disability.

About this time, the first Strawberry Giant Daughter came back to live with Strawberry Girl, and Ranch Man.

This led to interesting adventures, but they’re not part of this story, alas.  Maybe another day….

Strawberry Giant Daughter fell in love……..

To Be Continued….

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Library Loser

I lose books.

Yes, I read about more than chicken!

Yes, I read about more than chicken!

“Hi, my name is Melinda, and I’m a library loser.”

 

I lose my mind.

 

I lose money.  (Which is more important, my mind or my money?  Well, very little of either is left to squabble over.)

My fees were 42 big ones!!

My fees were 42 big ones!!

Yes, I’ve had to pay for a few several lost books.  And a few many, many, too many fines!  My latest one for the long time span of 3 months was: $42!!!

$42 is a steep membership fee for a supposedly free activity.

I lose motivation to go read “free” books, and magazines that end up costing me an arm and a leg!

There goes 1 arm...

There goes 1 arm...

There goes the leg...

There goes the leg…

What’s a loser, like me, to do????

Lose the Library, I guess.  😦

Aha!  Use the Library as a walk-in activity only!  No lending for me!

Later, losers!

Update on Kitchen Clutter

It’s been _8_ days now, and my counters are still clean!  ( Relatively)

20150418_135025Here is the pic from Kitchen Clutter.

Here is from May 2, before I started cooking.

20150502_154836Yes, it’s the exact same pan! But I did wash it, because I needed it to cook the slaw!

20150414_222100To the right of the stove, from Kitchen Clutter.

May 2:

20150502_154843Still clean!  (relatively, except for the receipt.  The oil and vinegar are in their new homes.  Yes, I’m too lazy to move 2 more steps to the right, to the pantry.)

20150414_221823From Kitchen Clutter:

From May 2:

20150502_154828I promise it’s a completely different picture!  I’ve been keeping it clean!  Yay, me!

From Kitchen Clutter:

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Now I have to go take a picture of that side.  It completely slipped my mind!!  (In my defense, it was behind me when I was taking the other pix.. My mommy eyes in the back of my head must be atrophied since I’m over a half century old now!)

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Not so bad, really! 2 ice cube trays, a magnet, and a dish towel.  For a slob, that’s nothing!

I really am proud of myself.  Keeping it nice this long!  Now…. check back in another month– that’ll be the test!