Friday, May 13, 2011

A week moves on and continues into the past.

Oooooooo. How deep. How profound.

What a load of carp! Man can I get a shovel full.

So the house is officially going up for sale in three weeks and luckily we should be getting more then we expected. So sock it away and maybe a future down payment for a place of my own, or retirement, or further education funds for the kids.

The Ex is all up in knots about trying to get the house ready to show and to move. I gave her a viable option and because of her bullheadedness she didn't accept it. She asked if I have any idea what kind of work she's been doing... One of those questions you never answer the way you'd really like to, but through my head went, "Try doing it all in one weekend." I certainly
hope in this process she and her parent's realize how little stuff I actually had, and how much absolute crap she has accumulated.

Whatever happens with the house so be it.

The kids are a different story though and their still being worked out. Finances don't mean anything next to the kids and it's only a matter of time before something serious has to be dealt with.

As for depression over the end of the relationship, that's almost nonexistent as it's been really for all intensive purposes over for a number of years already. Though trying to get back into the game is a whole lot different when you have no social structure of single friends.

Such is life, move on, rebuild, restore.

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