2014!
At the five hours left of 2013 mark, I am laying in bed watching a movie and waiting for my roomie to come home. She's been tending kids.
She's late.
I had a visitor earlier today. It was not a happy visit. It was the end of something that started out pretty good about a week after the divorce was final. It wasn't meant to be. It's funny how little things come back to you. One today is a stern talking to I got from said MIA roommate about saying "no".
I said no a lot at the end of 2013. It didn't always result in a positive ending. This is how one went: "You said no...so bye." Curt and to the point.
That didn't hurt.
Much. It's not like it was the first time I'd said it.
There's nothing left from 2013 to carry into 2014. Other than the immigrant, it's just me and the dogs and her pussycats. The pussycats are not long for this address. Saying no means saying no to unreasonable things in my own home. Sorry for your luck felines...
If you want to rescue or adopt some crazy pussycats, I can hook you up. She can keep three. When she goes, they goes and I'm not having pussycats. When I get the money, Bucket is being shaved and I'm going to buy a new vacuum to de-fur this entire house. No more dog hair in 2014!
The marital situation was finally resolved in 2013, albeit at the end of the year. I'm only guessing the judge signed the order modifying the divorce decree. It was a positive thing, not a negative one. Aside from not having to pay to have the thing fixed the way it should have been, it got to demonstrate to Wendi that maybe I wasn't being a jerk after all and maybe, just maybe, the changes she's heard about are real. She's not buying. I'm not selling, but I can still find it in my heart to be cordial.
After all, her mom lives with me. Lately though she's spent more time at her daughter's than at my home. I mentioned that I'd like it very much if we didn't talk too much about Wendi anymore. I'm letting go, kids. Of all of it!
2013 was a year of failures. Boy, oh boy, could I count the failures. I had this big thing I wanted to do for church for my class project. Um, yeah, if I had that to do all over again, I would have picked a different project. I saw a meme that says if you suck at something, that's the first step at getting kinda good at something. I suck at Evangelism. In 2014 I'm hoping to suck less at it.
The thing is though, how all this week it's been closure. I got it with Tami Jo. I got it with Wendi, albeit at the end of a failure. Sadly, the ex-GF/roomie is a casualty of that but she's not part of my movie. God is using circumstances to put her back where she belongs. What she got from me is shown that there is a better way to treat people that love you. Our closure came when she suggested I was sending mixed signals so she wasn't coming over to watch football anymore. Three times in two days..... I'm all done.
You really can't be friends with people you used to have a relationship with. It rarely works. At least for me, anyway.
My house is clean for 2014. I have one box of trash to take out. The dishes will be done. I will be in great spirits for 2014, especially if I can find the vodka. If not, I'm high on life.
If it's junk in my life in 2013, it's getting left there. I want to be clean and shiny for 2014.
Tomorrow starts the back to basics with my fatih, too. I'm going to re-read the Bible again. Day one starts it.
I have something I so needed for 2014. I have hope!
She's late.
I had a visitor earlier today. It was not a happy visit. It was the end of something that started out pretty good about a week after the divorce was final. It wasn't meant to be. It's funny how little things come back to you. One today is a stern talking to I got from said MIA roommate about saying "no".
I said no a lot at the end of 2013. It didn't always result in a positive ending. This is how one went: "You said no...so bye." Curt and to the point.
That didn't hurt.
Much. It's not like it was the first time I'd said it.
There's nothing left from 2013 to carry into 2014. Other than the immigrant, it's just me and the dogs and her pussycats. The pussycats are not long for this address. Saying no means saying no to unreasonable things in my own home. Sorry for your luck felines...
If you want to rescue or adopt some crazy pussycats, I can hook you up. She can keep three. When she goes, they goes and I'm not having pussycats. When I get the money, Bucket is being shaved and I'm going to buy a new vacuum to de-fur this entire house. No more dog hair in 2014!
The marital situation was finally resolved in 2013, albeit at the end of the year. I'm only guessing the judge signed the order modifying the divorce decree. It was a positive thing, not a negative one. Aside from not having to pay to have the thing fixed the way it should have been, it got to demonstrate to Wendi that maybe I wasn't being a jerk after all and maybe, just maybe, the changes she's heard about are real. She's not buying. I'm not selling, but I can still find it in my heart to be cordial.
After all, her mom lives with me. Lately though she's spent more time at her daughter's than at my home. I mentioned that I'd like it very much if we didn't talk too much about Wendi anymore. I'm letting go, kids. Of all of it!
2013 was a year of failures. Boy, oh boy, could I count the failures. I had this big thing I wanted to do for church for my class project. Um, yeah, if I had that to do all over again, I would have picked a different project. I saw a meme that says if you suck at something, that's the first step at getting kinda good at something. I suck at Evangelism. In 2014 I'm hoping to suck less at it.
The thing is though, how all this week it's been closure. I got it with Tami Jo. I got it with Wendi, albeit at the end of a failure. Sadly, the ex-GF/roomie is a casualty of that but she's not part of my movie. God is using circumstances to put her back where she belongs. What she got from me is shown that there is a better way to treat people that love you. Our closure came when she suggested I was sending mixed signals so she wasn't coming over to watch football anymore. Three times in two days..... I'm all done.
You really can't be friends with people you used to have a relationship with. It rarely works. At least for me, anyway.
My house is clean for 2014. I have one box of trash to take out. The dishes will be done. I will be in great spirits for 2014, especially if I can find the vodka. If not, I'm high on life.
If it's junk in my life in 2013, it's getting left there. I want to be clean and shiny for 2014.
Tomorrow starts the back to basics with my fatih, too. I'm going to re-read the Bible again. Day one starts it.
I have something I so needed for 2014. I have hope!
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