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Coffee For One |
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English |
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Divorce, Midlife Divorce |
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I’m 52 years old and I’m getting divorced. I have two adult daughters, an old house that always needs something fixed, and two large ill-behaved (but incredibly sweet) dogs. I have a good income and can support myself financially, which puts me in a way better place than many other women facing divorce. Like many other women, I’ve defined myself largely as a wife and a mom, and now I have to figure out the other definitions. |
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I got a couple extremely angry emails today from Mr. Ex. Seems he’s found out about my little journal here, and he was not a happy camper. And, of course, it’s weird that I’m writing this knowing that he may be reading it.
It was never my intent to embarrass or anger him, and I regret that. I
Furniture shopping
A first: going into a furniture store alone
After a lovely happy hour with a friend yesterday, I decided to brave a new frontier – the furniture store. I only had one glass of wine so I figured it was safe.
Now, these can be pretty intimidating, even with a spouse. Not to mention overwhelming – the choices, the styles, the prices, the salespeople.
And, boy, there’s nothing that makes you feel quite so alone as the realization that the choice of couch color and style is completely up to you.
I circled the entire showroom twice, maybe three times. I pictured myself sitting on the couches, the dogs lying on the couch
I survived…
Famous Jewish joke…
Question: How do you explain Jewish holidays?
Answer: They tried to kill us. We survived. Let’s eat.
So, does one have a divorce party? Marriage tried to kill me (not really, but I’m going with a metaphor here, people), I survived, let’s eat.
Do you give favors? Play pin-the-tail (or substitute some part of a man’s anatomy) on-the-ex? Eat cupcakes? Open presents?
Do you make it more meaningful? Institute some kind of ritual where your guests make wishes for you? That sounds kind of, um, mushy.
I dunno. At one time I felt like having one, but now I’m not so sure.
Snobbery, and a trip to the grocery store
Snobbery
I really never considered myself a snob. Well, much.
Hard reality: yesterday I had coffee with a really nice, highly intelligent man (we met on Brainiacdating.com – seriously). I was enjoying the conversation, even though I suspected that there is no possibility of more than coffee. He has an adult son with autism, and is pretty upfront about being committed to taking care of him.
All was well. Until he mentioned the new Pergo throughout the double-wide.
Done.
The grocery store - I’m taking myself on a field trip to a grocery store later today. I realize that to you, the general, fo
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