All's well that ends . . . . . .?

[punkin]

Thanks for all the warm wishes and prayers. I slept okay until about 4:30 or so, compliments of Ambien. Trying to have a "today is the first day of the rest of your life" attitude. Not working very well yet.

Yes Brooklyn, I agree, they are just things. It's the thought that he had to slip into my house while I'm not here. He still didn't take his last gun rack. It is definitely a feeling of violation. Think he went through my underwear drawer?

His lawyer kept saying " So what are you doing with your $275.00/week, like it was a grand. I so dearly wanted to say "Well I make my payment on my Jaguar, then there's the pool boy to pay, etc and so on. Utilities and food, you moron. And Gas.

Bizaare, freaky world. What was that old movie where people were being replaced by aliens? Pod People? Whoever replaced my XH got all the arrogance and none of the lovability.

I refuse to let this get me down. Some depression is allowed, but enough is enough. Time to move on. I was hoping all would be said and done this morning, but apparently we now have to wait breathlessly for the judge's decision about a settlement, which could screw me over royally.

Keep them prayers coming, and I'll keep praying for us all.

Happy Little Friday!