I am divorced--got that way about 2 pm on Wednesday, August 10.
Its okay. Barry was here to sign his part of the papers on Tuesday so we had lunch together and he came out to see the dogs and get more stuff. We had a pretty good time and it was all right.
At least it was until later Tuesday nite. Some of the girls joined me for champagne and cocktails, and of course, before I got to bed I ended up bawling like a little girl. I needed to get it out though. Thank God for FB, as it let me chat with some far away and old friends who talked me through it until I could go to bed.
The actual day of the divorce I had some other things go haywire which totally overshadowed the end of my marriage--if that does not tell you how quickly I have assimilated this change in my life I do not know what can show it more. Four months and your world can change--and you can live through it and be happy again.
In other news--I have to have rear brakes on the truck and the washing machine died.
Just another day in my world