So, if I had to guess either the oldman or Beck went to my boss after I left on Thursday. Telling her of the fights with my ex this past week. She called me and basically gave me a day off under the table. Due to the amount of nervous energy I had what would normally take two weeks I finished in three days, so I had no work and the person I mentor was going to be off, so she said to work from home, but just keep my phone on me and take a day to do what I want.
When your boss says that, it’s best not to argue:)
So I did some chores to get them out of the way and then headed to an early yoga class. Giving up this gym membership at the end of the month for financial reasons, the one thing I’ll miss is this teacher. She has the most positive energy. I told her after the class that I always leave her practice smiling on the inside. She gave me some recommendations on teacher trainings in NYC and we had a nice conversation. She also gave me a week pass to her other gym and turns out she teaches Barre is walking distance at night!
The past two months I’ve lost no weight, but my body is changing. So I decided to take the clothes that I had brought with tags still on them and go back to the store to see if the small size fit better, it did. Plus with the columbus day sales I walked out with twice as much, spending no money. For the first time since I stopped dancing, I’m a size two, that was my off season size. Sounds small, but I am small, so all the curves are still there and sadly the jiggly bits, but they are subsiding. I also re-evaluated my budget and took some cash I was setting aside for an event in feb. It wasn’t much, but I live in a really good shopping area. Screw my mother and the coat, I brought my own.
So I headed home on a nice shopping and yoga high. I had told work L that I brought a groupon, missed her and we should do an early dinner. It was one of her best friends birthdays. Like me she gets along better with guys and this friend of hers I adore. He’s hot, funny, loves sarcasm, horror movies and dogs and is as gay as they come. So I said, by all means bring him along. Little R is always trying to get him to switch sides and there’s just no chance for that. Plus his grinder stories are the best. So for the first time since March I said screw it and ate. No logging the calories and my stomach is screaming at me for that today, but damn that food was good. We also set the ground work for the office party to be held there.
Back home to cuddle the pups and watch a bit of tv while working on the never ending blanket for Sir. Little R called to check on me. I figured out if I tell her all the stuff going on she turns into mother mode and lays off the bs for a while. It worked, so now she’s treating me like I’m fragile, that kinda annoys me, but it’s better than her drama.
This week coming up is packed, plans every night, not an ounce of free time. I don’t know what I was thinking when I did this. I think it was my way of distracting myself from the task of dealing with the ex on Tuesday.
Heard back from an attorney friend of mine. Turns out the ex took the lazy way out and instead of going and waiting for the papers to get stamped, he dropped them off. I would have had them by now if he had cared to wait, but he does things with the most minimal amount of effort possible, so I shouldn’t be shocked. They are not in the system yet and my hope is by Tuesday he will have them. I just want this part of my life over with. Turns out his health insurance will continue to cover me for a time after the divorce, so that’s good. Hell that’s about the only good to come of the 10 years with him.
I’m still pretty torn about what to do about my step-sons confirmation. Do I go to the church and risk his family starting with me? but why should I let them stop me from being there for him? I’m thinking this will be a battle I’ll have internally for a while.
Off to the gym, gotta run off last nights meal…..