C: Back After a Long While

I hate to even look back to see how long it has been since I last wrote.  My work has been unbelievably busy.  I know that sounds like a cliché—we are all too busy—but this has been a time when I had very, very little down time, sometimes going weeks at a time without a real day off.  Writing in our blog has not seemed an option for the past few months.

Do I sound whiny?  Well, that probably fits.  I feel whiny.  And I feel too old for this pace!

But I am determined to pick my blogging back up.  It has, in times past, been a real lifesaver for me; which also sounds like a cliché but it is not much of an exaggeration.  It has been my therapy in times when I have needed it to get through my divorce situation and it has been my favorite pastime—a healthy outlet even when I no longer needed therapy!  So I have made it my goal to write more.  Everyone needs a healthy outlet,right?

Now for some updates:

First, I am divorced.  Yea!  For those many of you out there going through the same thing (several of our blogging friends…) I assure you, you can get past the hurt.  I did and have reached the “I’d never go back to that” stage. 

The finalization only happened just a little over a month ago and you would not believe the tussle I had getting the final paperwork from my ex.  Three-and-a-half years after the last time I kicked him out and nearly two years after he left town with his honey and lovechild broke in the middle of the night to move a thousand miles away to her live with her family, he and I reached an agreement.  I dutifully typed up my own Decree and sent it to him and waited and waited and waited. 

Then silence came.  Six months of it.  He would not respond to e mails or calls.  I’d text him:  “Where’s your signature?  We need to get this over!”  No answer.

I finally picked up the phone and called his honey directly.  She still has the same cell number she had when he was calling her and texting to and receiving from her x-rated messages dozens of times a day.  When I identified myself, there was silence yet again on the other end.

I explained why I was calling: that hubby had had the paperwork for months now, that I was anxious to get it over with, that I cannot imagine why, on earth, he would not return the paperwork to me.  “Don’t you think this is a loose-end we need to tie up?” I asked.  After all, she has a baby she might like to legitimize after the fact.

“Definitely,” she said.  “I’ll speak with him.”  This was about the extent of her side of the conversation.  [And,yes, I was polite—not to worry]

I had the papers within three days by Federal Express, and voila! we’re done.  Now to see if he is ever going to pay me.  Any bets?

Next: my mother has suffered quite a bit through the past months without energy and in and out of the hospital.  Finally the decision was made to insert a pacemaker, and it has made all the difference.  I am so happy to report that her energy level is up and she is doing much better.  This pacemaker thing is really a miracle.  Now, if only  we could control her blood sugar better, but one thing at a time.

Finally: My mother-in-law and I have made the decision to sell our little farm.  Son has decided, rightly so, that he is way to old to live with Mom, although he has been a champ to come home in my time of need.  MIL and I want to find a  place (one level,please!) with easy upkeep and closer to town.  The task of sorting through my junk and winnowing it all down to what I need instead of what I have simply accumulated over fourteen years of living here is daunting.  I wish I could just blink my eyes and be done with it…

I am happy to report that now that I am nearing the end of this post, it feels good—really good—to be writing again for pleasure instead of legal briefs and motions!  I have several “rant” posts saved up in me, with V urging me to write about one in particular, so I’ll see you again soon!  C