100 boxes

This past weekend was the definition of hell. Not really, it actually went pretty smoothly… I am just being dramatic. I (and when I say ‘I’, I mean the ‘Starving Students’ and when I say ‘Starving Students’ I mean grown, smelly men that do this for a living) ended up moving over 100 boxes of stuff along with a couch, table, and various other things a person typically has in their home. Can I say “I’m beat?” Well, I just did. Whew… now for the unpacking.




I start InMotion Fit on Saturday and I am super excited. I’m not sure if I’m just excited to be part of the running gang again or excited because I’m so excited about my overall life… I should totally take advantage of this energy and excitement and go on a speaking tour to motivate other divorcees… LOL, I’m so funny.



That’s about it for now… there are big things on the horizon… big, bright, awesome things… but I will not jinx anything by talking about them just yet. Plus I am trying to entice you to keep checking back so my blog stats go up!

Build your best life.

When I last posted a lot had changed... then I didn't post for awhile... I needed to sort out whether a certain someone was getting their information from a friend or what, so therefore, didn't want to post anything on the internet.  Now I don't really care, I guess.  I don't have anything to hide.  I'm not doing anything wrong and I still need a place to bitch about stuff.  So... here I go... another attempt at blogging.

I ended the last post with a big cliff-hanger...  I know you all have not been able to sleep because of it...  but aside from the birth of North West, the biggest news as of late is that I left my former employer (of 14 years) and am working at a new company.  I happen to LOVE this new company.  The company itself, the people I work with, the work I do...  love it all.

"Build your best life."  That is their "catch phrase" and it was exactly where my head was when I was interviewing... I took it as a sign.

And.... that's where I am today.  I am trying to re-build my best life.  It's a slooooooow process and DB, (douche-bag) is doing his best to delay my progress. I try every day to not let him get to me.
* note * It is not my intention to make things ugly between us, but I can honestly say that HE is the one that is making it that way.  He refuses to get along with me and has become the biggest ass-hole I've met in a long time.  This actually shocks me a little because I was led to believe that he would do what is best for the boys.  Treating me like shit isn't best for the boys.  However, I also refuse to continue to be the "nice guy."  Therefore, until he changes his tune... I will be an ass-hole right back to him.

Other things that have happened since my last post...

• Jack is about 75% potty trained.
• Both boys are 100% adorbs.
• I became PTG President, Fall-Fest co-chair and remain the pre-school room mom.  Do you think I will be busy this year?
• Sold the house.
• Am in the process of moving.  
• Looking forward to San Franciso... Women's Nike Half Marathon... 10 year anniversry

And because no post is a real post without a picture... here is one of the boys...

Single White Female

Uh, yeah!  That's me people.  Today marks the start of the rest of my life.

Today I am:

• returned to the status of "single person"
• a single mother
• divorced
• FREE!!!!

A lot of people said "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that" when I mention that I'm going through a divorce, or today saying "I'm officially divorced" and I say... "don't cry for ME Argentina!"  Shit... I'm SUPER HAPPY!!!!

Yesterday's custody mediation went well.... as far as things like that can go.

Today I am exploring yet ANOTHER major life change... more to come...

WISH ME LUCK!

don't blink

*** I guess I never finished this post... so I am actually "posting" it on 03/04/13... but it's from 02/26/13

because you'll miss it... February is just about over...  I can't believe how quickly this month has flown by.

Greyson's party was great.  He was SO happy and he and his friends had such a great time, and the fact that my dad was able to be a part of the festivities made it that much more special.  The boys and I got to spend a lot of quality time with the Pops and it was awesome!  We even got to watch the SuperBowl on a new flat screen thanks to gramps.

Turns out A-hole served me up some court papers on the day before Greyson' party... so that was a pleasant little surprise.  Note... it was one week to the day that we had finalized all of the paperwork when he found out I was dating and decided to take me back into court to renegotiate custody, etc.  Interesting, no?  He says he needs to protect his children... I guess since I am dating, now I am an unfit mother.  Needless to say he did not come to the birthday party. 

My mom came in to town to help me with the boys because I had the BIG TEN gala to attend.  This is the boys' school's big fundraiser for the year.  Each class has to make a project that is auctioned off (I of course was in charge of that project...) and there is a huge $10,000 drawing.  Before that though, I got so majorly sick I thought I was going to die.  I even ended up in the ER one night at 2:30 a.m. b/c I was SURE I was dying.  If you know me you know that I'm not a puss... but man, I woke up and death was knocking at my door.  Obviously, I did not die, but I'll spare you the details.

THANK GOD my mom was around, b/c although I didn't get a "total" break... she was able to give me a bit of reprieve here and there... and even though I was on death's door... and because my mom was there to give me the "gift" of a "girl's day to myself ( and there was no way I was going to pass that up) I took Saturday and went to a crafty thing at Anthro, then went and got my nails done and then my hair.  The WHOLE time I was either freezing or sweating to death.  I had to go to this event, I just had to. 
Once we got there and I got over my initial "sweating" phase, and had a beer, we actually felt ok for a bit.  So we mingled and had dinner, sat through some of the auctions and left.  At this point I get frantically called and texted because we left RIGHT BEFORE the big $10,000 drawing and guess what?  I was int he top 10.  (They choose 10 people and then slowly eliminate...).  So we zip around and I come running back into the hall only to be the first to be eliminated.  Oh well.  For about 3 minutes I was elated!

I was able to sleep in the next morning and that FELT GREAT!!!! 

I ended up staying sick for another 2 weeks or so... it sucked balls.