Single and Ready to Mingle

I never posted when the divorce was finalized. My bad. I’ve been officially divorced since January 17! It feels good. Weird, but good.

I keep saying it, I know, but I just never imagined that this was going to be my life. I really thought that we were solidly in love and would be forever. We did have a very rough year, year and a half. Things were hard before I got pregnant and they definitely didn’t get easier after Wade was born. I do not in any way blame Wade for anything that has happened. I just think that when life got hard, we didn’t work to fix it. So it got harder. And then when it came down to working hard to fix it, or just giving up, he gave up. I’ll never see it any other way. He wouldn’t even CONSIDER counseling. It was straight up “I’m miserable and will never be happy again unless I get away from all of this.”

I’m sorry… I don’t want to air out all my dirty laundry. I’ve just had a rough week or so and am feeling especially salty about life right now. But honestly…my life is so much better now than it was a year ago. Or even six months ago. Or even ONE month ago. It gets better every day – even on bad days. I really do believe that it would’ve gotten better even if he’d stayed. It would’ve been hard, and we would’ve had to put a lot of work into it, but I don’t think our marriage was impossible to save.

Now? Now I do. If he came back to me and wanted to work things out…there’s no way. Too many trusts have been broken. Too many lies have been told, revealed, and denied. I’m more angry with him now than I was the day he moved out. It’s not a passionate anger, though. I don’t have any desire to be dramatic or petty. The time for that has passed. I just have a deep burn inside my spirit that ebbs and flows depending on the day. lol! Maybe that did sound dramatic, I don’t know.

I hope he’s a good dad. I want him to be there for Wade. I want them to have a strong relationship. I don’t want to do anything to prevent that from happening. It’s going to be hard to navigate the waters as Wade gets older and starts asking questions, but I hope that by then I’ll have the words to explain what’s happened in a more objective manner.

Ugh, anyway! I didn’t mean to go to such a dark place!! I blame the rainy weather. The important thing is that I’m single! My life is starting fresh! There is so much out there to experience…I’m really very excited about it. Look! I went to a movie alone for the first time ever. It was pretty nice. The hardest part was having no one to distract with my witty and brilliant observations.

#singleladybucketlist – I'm going to see #PitchPerfect3 alone tonight! #brandnewday

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Werk it, gurl.

I’ve started working out, y’all. I’ve actually done it THREE WHOLE TIMES in the past two weeks!! Considering my goal was to do it four times, that’s pretty impressive. *brushes shoulder off* AND the reason I missed #4 was out of my control.

~*~ SIDE STORY ~*~
I left my keys in the downstairs bathroom at work and through a serious of totally wacky hi-jinks no less than SEVEN of my coworkers came to the brilliant conclusion that the best solution would be for one of them to take the keys all the way home with them, rather than leaving them somewhere in the building. I will never let those fools live that one down. Anyway. That happened on a Monday, so I didn’t have my car on Tuesday. My roommate brought me to campus and I wasn’t going to make her wake up early enough to go to the Rec Center (plus all my stuff was…in my car).

I can only work out two days a week – Monday and Tuesday. Those are the mornings that Wade is with his dad. So I have to come in before work to exercise. BEFORE WORK. I have to leave the house by 6:00 to get a full hour in. On Mondays I’m just going to the cardio room and picking a machine at random then doing my best for however much time I have. lolol But on Tuesdays I’m attending a barre class! Considering I’m stupid out of shape, it was really hard and I’m pretty sore today. That’s a good thing, though, right?? Feel the burn!

My French class is going alright. I’m struggling to find the motivation to do the homework, partially because I just don’t want to do homework, but also because I’m auditing the class and don’t actually have to do the homework. I really have to, though, if any of this is going to stick. Because I’m a bit lost in class. Especially on pronunciation and spelling. I do better if I’m looking at the book and can see the words with at least some kind of context.

I’m also attending a Divorce Care class, and a new small group at church. Both of those involve books and readings and videos to do throughout the week. I did not anticipate having so much homework all of a sudden!! I don’t have enough hours in the day, I tell you. Not if I’m going to do as much being lazy as I want to do.

But really, it’s nice. My life is busy but not overly so. It can get crazy, but I’m having fun. And for the most part it’s not taking away from my time with Wade. Other than the days he’s with his dad, the only time I’m not with him when I’d usually be is during Divorce Care on Thursday nights. He’s definitely my top priority… I don’t want his life to be any more negatively impacted by this divorce than it already has been. Being a parent is hard…and adding this extra layer has made it so much more complicated. I really don’t recommend it. lol!

Anyway, wtf was I even talking about? This was just supposed to be a post about me exercising. I seriously can’t NOT word-vomit when I get around to talking about my life. God bless everyone who has to put up with me.

Tick-Tock

Just wanted to update anyone who’s keeping track – the divorce decree was officially filed yesterday so now it’s just a matter of a judge signing off! They said it shouldn’t be more than a week, but I’m not going to make ANY plans until I get the copy of the signed official decree. and then i’m gonna parrrty

It’s going to feel so weird to not be married anymore. Even thinking about it now feels weird. I’ve been married for over seven years. SEVEN YEARS! And soon I’m going to be single. I’ve never been a single adult. I mean…I got married when I was 22, but I was fresh out of college and hadn’t actually had to be an adult yet. Now I’m going to be single with a child and a mortgage! I’ll be a divorcée.

It’s still stupid depressing that my life has turned out like this… If you’d told me nine months ago, I wouldn’t have believed you that I’d be sitting here right now typing this post. But the changes in myself and my life that I’ve experienced over the past few months… I don’t know. I have definitely come to the realization that my life is better because of it. There are aspects of my life that are now way harder, and more frustrating, and less than ideal. But so much more has improved. And continues to improve every day!

I just felt this huge weight lift from me when I got that email, y’all. I’m so ready for this drama to be over. So ready. I’ve changed the locks, too. It’s almost like a physical feeling…the ending of a chapter of my life. I don’t know if it’s just because time has dulled the memories, but it feels more powerful than even getting married did. I don’t know…maybe I’m just being weird.

And I can’t wait to stop talking about it so much! Soon “The Divorce” will just be another thing that has happened in my life, it won’t be THE THING THAT’S HAPPENING RIGHT NOW. It won’t take up all my mental/emotional processes. I’ll be free to focus on other things. Better things. New things. I can’t wait!

Now I just need to get this damn heart tattoo removed…

The best laid plans…

The divorce was supposed to be finalized yesterday. It isn’t.

I don’t understand what’s gone sideways. I feel like we did everything we were supposed to do. I just didn’t fully understand what the lawyer was telling me, or they didn’t explain things properly, or something. I thought all we had to do was complete this god-awful online parenting class before Jan 4. We did.

I emailed the paralegal on Tuesday, Jan 2 and got an out of office email from her. She’s going to be on vacation until next week. So I email the lawyer. No response. I call yesterday, Jan 4, and the guy that answers tells me my lawyer is also on vacation until next week. Well, he said he was “out of town” which…I’m assuming is vacation.

I reached out to my ex to see if he’d gotten an acknowledgement from the paralegal that he’d completed the parenting class. He didn’t. So she may have already been on vacation, or just didn’t get to it, or something…it may have never been sent to the judge in the first place. PLUS – the guy I spoke to yesterday said that the judge was “pretty good about getting to them within 2-3 days”. SO EVEN IF IT WAS ON HIS DESK HE STILL MIGHT NOT HAVE SIGNED IT YESTERDAY.

Oh, and several people who have gotten divorced are like “Don’t you have to go to court?” And…I don’t think so? The lawyer hasn’t given any indication that we do? But that apparently doesn’t mean anything! So once they get everything filed and the judge sees it and gets around to signing it…is it done? Or do they then have to schedule a court date?? I DON’T KNOW. Ugh.

It’s just…frustrating. I have had Jan 4 in my head as The Day for months and…now I’ve just got a question mark. At this point it’s just a formality, anyway. We aren’t fighting over anything, we’re already following the parenting plan, etc. The only thing is child support…which will be nice. But honestly, the amount he’s required to pay won’t even cover half of the daycare expense for a month. So it’s whatever.

I don’t have the energy to get upset over this situation anymore. I used up all my emotions last year. Now I just feel like I’m treading water, waiting to tie a neat little bow on the situation so I can finally – finally – move on with my life. It’s dumb that that date keeps getting pushed back, but whatever. The past seven months feel like both an eternity and a moment. So another week or so is nothing. And I’ve got my entire life ahead of me.

I’m just gonna crank up the volume on my “fuck you” playlist and get through this day.

Roasted Corn Quesadillas

I got this recipe from Budget Bytes.

I used Kroger’s ClickList for the first time yesterday. It was super convenient! I placed my order on my lunch break and scheduled it to be picked up when I got off work. I didn’t have to get Wade out of the car and that’s just awesome. Because it’s cold as balls right now. There were a couple of mishaps, though…

clicklist mishapWhen I was filling out my order, it said “Jalapenos – each” and had a little counter. So I put ‘1’. Same with the ginger. But when I got my order it had “jalapenos – pound” so….I got a POUND of jalapenos and a POUND of ginger. I need a teaspoon of ginger, y’all. A TEASPOON. I also forgot bananas, but omg can you imagine getting 6 pounds of bananas?? No wonder they’re always sold out of bananas!

Anyway, one of my goals for this year is to cook more (which is basically my goal every year, but whatever – keep on keeping on). I started with three easy recipes from Budget Bytes that all involve chicken and two involve tortillas. And none of which require a pound of jalapenos…

I went with the easiest one first – Roasted Corn Quesadillas. Of course, Kroger doesn’t sell the amazing frozen roasted corn she was raving about, but they had some canned. So whatever. And since all my recipes needed chicken, I just bought a whole bunch of thighs and cooked them myself. #yolo

If you want to see some good pictures, and get the full recipe yourself, go to her website. I don’t have the lighting/camera/time/desire to put that much effort into food pictures. So here’s my shitty version:

Corn Quesadilla

Happy New Year!

Welcome to 2018, bitches.

This is going to be MY YEAR, everyone! I have declared it, so it must be so!! In the next two weeks I’ve got a therapist appointment, a chiropractor’s appointment, an appointment to finish my chameleon tattoo, my DivorceCare class at church is starting, and I’m getting an IUD! Not to mention the divorce will be finalized on Thursday.

I don’t really have any New Year’s Resolutions. I tried to do a “theme” last year of organization…that totally didn’t pan out. I think my main “theme” for this year should just be survival. lol! I do want to end the year in a better place than I ended last year. Mentally, physically, emotionally…all of it.

I guess I do have a few minor goals… Start going to the Rec Center, cook more and generally eat healthier foods, be better about keeping the dogs bathed, mmm…maybe potty train Wade? Pretty much everything else is on my 30 Before 30 list, which needs to be finished by the end of the year, anyway.

Oh! The January Cure has started. So I’m going to try to start that and probably fail miserably like I do every year. lololol Anyone else participating??

Holy frick-frack it’s cold in my office. I’m going to go make some hot tea or something. It’s either that or go into hibernation mode.

40 Before 40

View the official and updated list here.

I originally made a 40 Before 40 list in August 2016, which feels like a totally different life now. Things have changed a lot since then. Like…a lot. lol! I honestly can’t imagine what my life is going to be like in 10 years. What kind of person I’ll be, or what I’ll want out of life. August 2016 Sarah did, though. Bless her heart. She was super wrong about a lot of stuff, though.

  1. Seriously consider/research adoption.
  2. Have Lasik to correct my vision.
  3. Get a boob job. (Excuse me – breast augmentation)
  4. Travel to Europe.
  5. Family trip to Disney World.
  6. Take a road trip out West.
  7. Foster at least 10 dogs. (not all at once, of course)
  8. Build my own computer.
  9. Own a 3D printer.
  10. Learn to play an instrument.
  11. Have at least 5 excessively extravagant spa days/weekends with my friends.
  12. Read 500 books.
  13. Complete a full kitchen/dining room renovation, including new appliances.
  14. Buy a new (to me) car.
  15. Go on a ladies’ retreat in an exotic location.
  16. Take one-on-one “Mommy & Me” overnight trips with my kid(s) at least once a year.
  17. Go on at least one overnight trip without the kid(s) at least once a year.
  18. Sew cool stuff. (maybe have a specific project every year?)
  19. Build cool stuff. (maybe have a specific project every year?)
  20. Learn to crochet and/or knit.
  21. Get into yogo or pilates or some kind of relaxing exercise routine.
  22. Join a gym and/or have a personal trainer for at least 6 months.
  23. Learn to snowboard.
  24. Start dying my hair fun colors again.
  25. See a play on Broadway.
  26. Learn how to bake delicious things from scratch.
  27. Learn how to cook delicious things from scratch.
  28. Own a Kitchenaid mixer, darnit!
  29. Host a multi-course meal for family/friends and cook (almost) everything.
  30. Eat at a five-star restaurant. Order something exotic.
  31. Go camping on the beach.
  32. Do some sort of mission/relief work.
  33. Make a “Family Yearbook” every year.
  34. Have “professional” family photos taken every year.
  35. Develop family traditions for things like birthdays, Christmas, NYE, etc.
  36. Find my style and upgrade my wardrobe.
  37. Find myself. (not 100% sure what this one means…)
  38. Be open to new experiences – friends, relationships, activities, etc.
  39. Get remarried.
  40. Celebrate “40 Days of 40” and do all sorts of amazing things the 40 days leading up to my birthday.

New Tattoo!

I started on a new tattoo this week! I love it so much.

BACKSTORY: When my ex and I first started dating he was a tattoo apprentice. (I honestly don’t know if I’d have tattoos now had we not started dating. I do know I’d have vastly different ones, but whatever. All I know is now I love tattoos and have lots of them.) My very first tattoo was a little baby dragon that everyone thought was a Pokemon. My ex drew it and the artist he was apprenticing under (Ritchie) tattooed it on my ankle. I then got really really drunk with some friends of mine and named it Smirnoff. I’ve now had this little guy for over 9 years.

When it became apparent that we were definitely getting a divorce, I reached out to Ritchie about getting a new tattoo. There were several reasons… I’ve always wanted another tattoo from him because he’s an amazing artist and the tattoo he’d done was definitely not a good display of his abilities. I also liked the symbolism behind him giving me my first tattoo when my relationship was new, and then giving me my first tattoo after my relationship had ended.

I explained all that to him, and told him that I was giving him 100% creative freedom (if he wanted it – idk, some people might not like that?) to design something for me. We scheduled an appointment and then I waited two months in breathless anticipation to see what he’d draw up. lolol

So I went in on Tuesday and he started the tattoo and everyone asks why I got it and I kind of explain it then they all look at me like I’m insane… Is it really that weird to want your artist to draw something amazing? I feel like I’m more of an art collector than anything when it comes to tattoos. I get a tattoo from an artist because I like that artist’s style. If I design the tattoo that takes away from their creative process. Anyway, that’s neither here nor there. You just want to see the tattoo!

chameleon tattoo

I love it so much. And I love the way it sits on my leg. It’s really hard to take pictures of it, though. I also tried to make a video…equally difficult. I’ll try more when it’s finished…this is good enough for now. lol

I have been thinking, though. You could totally make up some symbolism for it! Like…the old tattoo is inside the pot, right? And there’s a plant growing out of it. And the pot’s all cracked. So, something something something – beauty out of destruction, new out of old, bigger and better from small and…less good? I don’t know. It’s a work in progress!

 

My House

My parents came up on Saturday and helped me around the house. We got the Christmas tree up! Dad cut down most of the bushes in the back yard (I have lots of bonfire fuel if anyone wants to come over) and cleaned out my gutters, bless his heart. The leaves had full-on composted in there. lolol We also dismantled the futon stand that my ex built and got it out of the nursery, so I could rearrange in there. I’m really digging the new setup.

I’ve done so much to my house since he moved out, you guys. I’ve seriously loaded down the outside trash can at least a dozen times. It’s full right now and trash doesn’t run until Thursday! I only have one more space in the house left to purge – the attic. I got in there long enough to get the Christmas stuff out (and fill up the outside trash can) and it’s still a total sh*t show. It’s so bad, guys. Like…all my books are just tossed in there, loose. Probably getting ruined due to heat/cold/humidity/mice. I spent a couple hours up there and just…I didn’t even put a dent in it. I couldn’t deal with it anymore. I don’t know when I’ll get to it.

I’m so close to erasing his presence from my home. I mean, not entirely. That’s not possible. But I’ve gotten almost all of the big stuff. And it’s so freeing. So, so freeing. I still can’t believe that this has become my life. If you’d asked me eight months ago – shoot, six months ago – I never in a million years would’ve guessed that this is where my life was going to be right now. But it’s good. Or it has the promise of getting good. I’m discovering myself, and what I’m capable of.

I never had any doubts that I could take care of myself and Wade, but when things first started falling apart I really couldn’t see how things would get better, at least not for a long time…but it seems like every day there’s an improvement. And even when I have setbacks and sh*tty days, they’re always less sh*tty than the previous sh*tty day. And it takes less time to get over it.

The first time he made me feel like garbage after he moved out, I took a picture of myself to look back on, and vowed he’d never make me feel like that again. And he hasn’t. He doesn’t deserve to have that kind of power over me anymore. Like I said, I do still have my low moments, but they’re few and far between. But I think – I hope – all the most shocking revelations have now passed. I don’t really know what I could find out at this point that would surprise me.

I see pictures of him on my “On This Day” through Facebook and sometimes I just stare…it’s like looking at a stranger. To think you know someone, consider them your best friend and “forever and ever” love, and find out…well, that they aren’t. It’s jarring, to say the least. Good luck, future partners! I’m gonna have hella trust issues from now on.

And on a lighter note – here’s Wade’s reaction to the Christmas tree. 😀

Christmas “Card”

Last year I made these really cute paper ornaments to use as our Christmas cards. And by “made” I mean I ordered them from Shutterfly. But I was able to order them back in October when they were doing a “free” deal and it was totally worth it. I had lofty goals to do one every year and then we’d have all these nice ornaments hanging on our tree. Well this year, as you know, has gone to sh*t. So I wasn’t in the right state of mind to order ornaments back in October. And now they’re way too expensive considering they’re just pieces of paper… Shutterfly is awesome if you buy things when they’re “free”. I keep putting “free” in quotes because even when they say “free” you still have to pay shipping. And the shipping for the 6 magnets that I just ordered came out to $13. IT DOESN’T COST $13 TO SHIP 6 MAGNETS, SHUTTERFLY. But I get it. They have to make money somehow. And I’ve already sold my soul to them so I’m sticking with them, even as they bleed me dry.

All that to say…here is our Christmas “card” for this year!

2017 Christmas Magnet