I went and saw Ratatouille. Loved it. Pixar makes such great films. Of course, I like rodents and I like cartoons, so this was right up my alley.
I cried on the way to the movie, I got choked up waiting for the movie because *we* were supposed to see it and I went to 'our' theater, I got misty during the pre-show and Norah Jones song "don't know why" came on (recently I was practicing another song of hers to do for karaoke-if I ever got the nerve) and now I am avoiding going home by sitting outside a starbucks on a t-mobile hotspot. It probably doesn't matter if I go home- he's probably not there and even if he were, I might as well be invisible.
It's hard to make new friends as a grown up. I don't work in an office/large company setting and most of our friends are couples. He (on the other hand) has a whole single life already in place from when he would go out without me to bars and such with his friends. He also works for a VERY large company.
He hasn't really had a chance to look for an apt yet;he's been busy at work.
Right now, I am having a hard time 'embracing' the concept of growth. I just want to curl up and wake up when it's over. <sniff>
You know how they say indifference is the opposite of love? That's how my husband seems to be and that blows.
Me-43 H-46 M 12 yrs 7/09 T 15 2 grown kids bomb 7/05/07 H moved out 8/04/07 11/22/09 told him I quit;let's get ball rolling Mid Dec- he isn't sure he wants D End 2/2010-Starting to consider piecing