I turned 42 this month which officially puts me in my 40's. I am supposed to be older and wiser now. In my mind it was the month that it was all supposed to come together. The weight would fall off, the divorce would be final and Mr. Right Now would make himself known. I would finally finish my smut story and it would be published. Year 2 of being single was supposed to be the best year EVAH!
Yeah, well the best laid plans of mice and and those with fabulous hair often go awry. This has been the singlehanded worst month of my life and believe you me - I have had some DOOZIES. Worse than the year the ex tried to commit me. Worse than being made fun of by homeless people because I wouldn't eat the food at the shelter (Why yes I am a food snob, now leave me alone you tweek freak) and even worse than when I had to move into a transitional shelter for homeless women. Now those were all traumatic periods in my life, but this month just keeps piling it on in mother f'ing heaps.
- My birthday party was post-poned indefinitely and I didn't even get so much as a cupcake
- My divorce is STILL pending
- I had kind of a melt down with my room-mate and things are never going to be quite the same
- My favorite attorney who was known as Attorney Crush and the inspiration behind another unfinished epic story quit with no notice on the day he was supposed to bring me my birthday coffee and pastry.
- My favorite radio DJ's in the LA market called in quits
- The Ex and I are fighting harder and meaner
- I just found out that the guy who did my ankh tat & never did call back me back in 10 minutes as promised 15 years ago passed away 10 years ago - I totally forgive him for not calling.
- My amazing apartment where I had my own bathroom, a pool and a gym fell through a week after giving the crazy bitch my deposit.
- I have had to fight for 3 weeks to get my son on a soccer team that we registered for in June.
- Mr Right Now is just a figment of my imagination STILL. Now there are no shortage of men wanting to send me pictures of their junk, but I am not in a state of mind where I can handle something sexual. Oh and for the record - Mr. Beautiful Lollipop was anything but and the 22 year old really shouldn't be sending pictures of things that small.
- The death notice, the Attorney Crush quitting and losing my apartment all happened on the same day where I was also 40 minutes late for work.
This was just a teaser of the month so far. They are all little things mind you and there are so many who have it much worse than I do. It has taught me that I am much stronger than I thought I was and than I used to be. Now my mood had been much more terse than normal, but when something goes wrong every single day - it is to be expected - but I am surviving this. Even 2 years ago - this sort of stress would have sent me over the edge. I know things will work themselves out. I scrambled and talked my way back into my 1st apartment choice, Gman starts soccer practice today and Attorney Crush will live forever in my story I may someday finish. I know there are things I just don't have control over. I just pray that September is a little nicer to me because I am a warrior princess and don't you forget it!
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