Well survived another week. Couldn't help but ask the nasty OW to make sure that the stbx gets the separation paperwork in on time. Am really enjoying the job still, except for when she's around, at which times I'd rather be disembowelled with a blunt spoon.
Things are looking up though. Have just started seeing a lovely solicitor from the next town along, and having a great time. No idea where it will lead especially with my Antarctica plans, but for now I'm enjoying it muchly, and it is nice to have met someone who ticks all my pre-requisites for a relationship - attractive, my intellectual equal, likes outdoors stuff, musical, solvent, sane, not living with parents, funny and rather importantly has never cheated on anyone and is able to do long term relationships - her last but one was 10yrs.
And the interesting added bonus is that she'll be very useful when it comes to the legal bits and bobs!
And to end on an even bigger positive note, I have the weekend off work to relax, recuperate and get the rest of my life in order.
Reality is that which, if you don't believe in it, doesn't go away.
