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JstAnotherSub -> turn the page... (2/21/2010 3:27:00 PM)
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i have turned many pages in my life, some good and some bad, but all necessary and all made me who i am today. other than the fat ass and long boobs, i am content with this person most days.
but turning this page is knocking me out, a lot in the same way the death of my parents did. sucking the wind out of me in such a way that i am thinking of asking for the whole week off, like i did when mom died.
i am moving. first time in 17 years...divorce, struggle, hope, get educated and get a much better job, but too late to recover from how far behind being a single mom got me blah nlah blah. no regrets on that or the divorce, but leaving my home feels like the last familiar thing floating away from me.
moving sale, packing, pausing to cry every so often, i am exhausted.
so why tell yall? cause you are here, and i am sitting at this damn keyboard buzzed and in the mood to type. i keep telling me i am lucky to be able to move to another cute house, closer to work, have my dog and my health and all that, but i feel like i am walkng through jello.
the move is next weekend, i will survive it, but i needed to write all this somewhere. aint yall lucky i chose here?
i feel kinda sorta better already.
i think
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