I am at "home" at my Mom and Dad's. I've been here since Wednesday night (it's Sunday morning) and so far, no one has murdered anyone.
Actually, we all get along pretty well. (You may remember that Bill and I were homeschooled. Nothing makes a family learn to get along like being together 24/7 for a bazillion years.)
This year has been kind of a different year. I mean in terms of my own healing time. You would think 2 years after a divorce it'd all be out of your system but I guess like all gaping wounds, different peoples is different.
My crash course in getting over things started about a week ago when I saw my ex in-laws as I was working. Yikes. I didn't have time to hit the deck, so I was a nice person and waved. Ex-mom waved back but I don't think they were very happy to see me.
< sarcasm > Obviously, I was crushed. < /end sarcasm >
I saw them AGAIN as they were checking out on Wednesday but this time they adopted the "Let's just ignore the fact that the whore of Babylon even exists" approach.
What's in the past is in the past. And I'll be chicken fried if I let 5 years of my life ruin the present and future part of my life. I can't go around wondering what could have happened. Lots of things COULD have happened. But they DIDN'T. And I HIGHLY doubt things would've gotten BETTER as time went on.
But when you're a girl and it was your "first love" (whatever the heck that means) you tend to try to sugar coat things.
Let's get real, shall we? (Out with the sugar, in with the arsenic.)
K. Did it.
This year, instead of moping and wondering what my ex was up to, I LIVED MY LIFE.
I soaked up the family I neglected for years.
We ate food.
We played games.
I learned valuable information about Alabama's 2012 schedule.
(Michigan is the ex's favorite team)
I left my computer unattended.
Oh yeah, and this happened:
It was a fantastic weekend and so many fun times were had. I can't wait to see what happens next.
Hope everyone's Thanksgiving was truly splendid!!!
Go in excellence and safety.