Happy New Year everyone!
Let's see......where to start?
The holidays were fine. Rather enjoyable, as a matter of fact. I didn't feel the heavy obligations that I always felt when I was married so -- because I didn't HAVE to go to all these places -- I enjoyed going to the few I did go to. (My parents with the kiddo, in other words.)
The roommate and my friend Queen are dating...well, whatever passes for dating nowadays I suppose. I'm admittedly a little blurry on the definition. The roommate is in many ways like her ex. During my talk with her I told her she tended to gravitate toward emotionally challenged, unavailable men that make her work for the scraps of affection they throw her way. I mentioned her romantic entanglements resemble her relationship with her mother -- working for approval and praise and feeling that if either are given to her without her effort or her sacrifice it's worthless. I said, rather bluntly, that her relationship with roomate is like updating her software - Ex version 2, or "EX.2" Hee! I'm still concerned on many levels because I don't see anything but an oncoming train at the end of this particular tunnel, but I've said my peace to Queen and don't care to lose a friendship over it. She's a big girl. But I'll be there when he runs her over.
I'm going after work to join a gym. There's a first time for everything, hm? I've went a few times with a girl I work with and so far so good. I had troubles the last time I worked out -- 3 months, 4-5 times a week, 30-45 min each session, eating less than 1200 calories a day...and the only thing I got for it? Toned arms. Didn't lose a pound, didn't lose an inch. Thyroid, anyone????....but that's a subject for another rant. Anyway, I've got to think of it as a health and maintenance issue to keep me feeling strong and fit as opposed to a vanity issue. I do recall feeling better doing it. So I'm putting money where my mouth is.
Hm.....oh yes. I've got a few more additions to the "Oh My God She's Young" files: when I walked into the house a few days ago to pick up the kiddo Yo was there sitting on the couch with her laptop sending messages on MySpace. I briefly wondered why she was there since most of the time kiddo is home alone that soon after school is out. I found out why quickly. Seems Yo got fired from her job for, and I quote, "opening my mouth one too many times." This is the second job she's been fired from in as many years. But no worries, because she's apparently contemplating going back to school but "I don't know what I want to do." This is of course all on the Exh's dime. This oughta be fun; I remember well how tight it was for he and I and the kiddo to live on his salary and mine, much less his on its own. Then there's the fact that she likes to spend money a lot more than I do and that there's four of them. Wait, maybe five! As she was telling me about the job she said, "It'd be just my luck to get pregnant right now too." I thought to myself well that's easy to prevent you silly goose, but that works only if she really wants to prevent it in the first place. It's obvious she doesn't.
So I ended up standing outside talking to the exh while she was rolling around in the grass and chasing my kiddo, laughing and giggling. I watched her out of the corner of my eye and her youth was so painfully apparent that as I went on talking to exh I actually felt embarrassed for him.
Which also reminds me -- she's got over $800 worth of unpaid tickets to her home state and if she doesn't pay them, she could do jail time.
Oh my dear exh, whatever were you thinking when you hitched your cart to this wagon? Er, or it might be more accurate to ask, whatever were you thinking WITH?
((Song: "A Wonderful Guy" by Tex Beneke and Margaret Whiting. Lyrics here:
http://legalgeekery.com/2008/11/08/fallout-3-song-list/comment-page-3/))
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