STBX has the girls tonight so I spend a peaceful evening sewing by the fire with all the pets.
Then I ventured out to the garage which I have been cleaning up bit by bit. Came across a large box of STBX's papers. I did a quick rifle to make sure there wasn't anything in there that pertained to the house that I might need, but it was all job stuff. And then low and behold, I came across a document I hadn't thought of in 7 years.
When STBX went to the police academy he had to sign a statement that he understood the rate of divorce was higher in his profession- and for some reason I had to sign it too. How we snorted at it!
It did take me back to a very different time in our lives. STBX announced his attention to become a cop when I was 6 months pregrnant and he ended up being gone throughout the entire third trimester of my first pregnancy. I was alone the entire time (other than a few weekends) in the middle of a particularly frigid winter in rural Iowa. And you know what? I was fine with it - because he was doing something that we were sure would make him feel happy and fulfilled and I had no problem taking one for the team.
Today I signed off on very different papers (see above). I miss that feeling of being a part of that team - but I guess I'm just on a different one now.
