I’m spending all of these fall days with my head
spinning.
I’m using most of
my brainpower (and time) to gather paperwork in order to save my retirement
from the greedy hands of Someone Who Shall Not be Named. It’s not enough that he’ll have the
house, his camp and a share of his mother’s home, but now he wants to ensure
that I work at Wal-Mart after I retire. (Which will probably be NEVER if things
don’t go my way. I’ll be the
teacher in the corner DEAD in the rocking chair. )
“Ms. Smythe looks kind of funny; she hasn’t spoken to us for
a few weeks and is starting to smell…”
I’m using the rest of my brainpower (and there isn’t much left after THAT, believe me) to organize my temporary home and my permanent classroom. It’s INCREDIBLE how much stuff a teacher keeps just in case she needs it. And truthfully, we usually do need the one thing we threw away the week before and so we’re conditioned to keep, keep, keep. (I mean recycle.) So I’m spending many hours deciding what precious items from the previous teachers I NEED and what items I don’t. I have to create space inside many filled cabinets for my OWN crap that someone ELSE will try to throw away after they find me dead in the rocking chair. (Which at this rate will be sooner than I think.)
I fill the few remaining moments with trips to Golden Boy’s
high school football games.
Watching him revel in the magical moments of friday night high school football fills my heart with incredible joy.
For those few hours each weekend I am not a woman fighting a battle. I’m
the mom of the 6’1” nose guard trying to get a piece of the quarterback.
Through all of this turmoil, I’ve come to realize that my
juggling skills are declining. I’m
sure it has nothing to do with age, bad knees or exhaustion. It’s probably because I’ve lost my
balls.
Now, if someone can tell me which box I packed them in, I
can get this show BACK on the road.
7 comments:
Hope that the paperwork is found and that something positive comes out of this. So sorry that your ex can not find someway to get over himself enough to recognize that he already has had more than his share. You deserve better.
Glad you are getting some time to watch the Golden Boy. Nothing better than being able to watch our babies growing in positive ways.
Hope that school is going well.
Warmest regards,
Anna
Gosh, I hope it works out for you, it sounds like he already got more than his fair share. That's not fair and it's not right.
One step at a time. The best way out is always through. Godspeed
Good luck on protecting your retirement. When I retired as a teacher in California my husband had to sign off on every decision I made. Good thing he's my love and best friend 'cause it made me angry that he had a say in it.
Fingers crossed for you - it's so not fair.
After the 250 the 10 pounds will be easy. Hang in there. There is light at the end of the tunnel.
A&W - Late responding but sending positive vibes from a fellow pioneer who did finally lose the 250 lbs and then the 10 lbs (seriously did exactly both haha). He got the house - 50% of my retirement - alimony etc. Etc. - all incredibly unfair as well and was directed by a legal system that can be totally manipulated - which I wasn't aware was possible. Some people work hard for a living while there are some who choose a career of taking from others. At the end of the day though - I won because I am me and he is he. I persevered and survived and now I am being blessed abundantly in sales and surrounded by good people. I'm hoping your blessings are coming from Frank and many more Books to come! Peace and love to a beautiful and strong woman who is mastering life!
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