Breaking Up is Hard To Do

By the time I graduated from college I had moved in with & subsequently broken up with two different boys. The “breaking up” portion of these relationships usually entailed begging friends for help moving & dragging all of my worldly possessions around in the back of a borrowed pick-up truck.

So, I made a promise to myself about nine years ago. (Crap, has it been that long? I’m old!!) I promised myself I would not move in with another man until I was married. I was over moving.

I broke that promise I made to myself, accepting a beautiful platinum & sapphire ring as a substitute for an actual marriage.

Recently, I have discovered that you make promises to yourself for a reason!!

Today I am living in a friend’s guest room. I am moving all of my furniture into storage as I wait out the lease I accepted letting a couple live in my condo.

I think to myself that I knew better than this, the whole time, I knew better.

Markie reminded me this weekend that I needed to switch around my bracelet. I need to have the open end facing out, to indicate my heart is open. Yeah, like I have time to worry about that. It's one of those things things they sell to tourists in the Caribbean. Obviously, Markie's heart is always open, especially late at night.

Observed on the Food Channel

Ummmm, isn't that what all her shows are about?

still moving.....

I've been working & going to the gym all week, (Cancun vacay coming fast), so the whole 'moving' thing has been relegated to weekends. Well, it's been relegated to Saturdays since we watch football on Sundays.
Tomorrow will be another day filled with feelings of hopelessness & dis-organization as I try to cram more of my worldly possessions, and all that other shit I have, into the back of the car.
Being able to rent the condo out seems a distant fantasy because every time I go over there the 'to do' list grows. Carpet, cabinets, door knobs.... at least Handyman Ed fixed my leaky kitchen faucet so I'm not having to pay that ridiculous water bill anymore....
At the new digs we haven't quite determined where everything will go.
Tonight's view of the master bedroom 'sitting area':
Someday that will be a beautiful spot to relax with a book on a nice chaise lounge, instead of laying on the floor surrounded by dirty t-shirts..... Just don't expect that anytime in the next 6 months.