I have begun the process of securing my own apartment.
BIG sigh of relief here. BIG.
There's a place one town over that looks to be perfect. I'm in the "Hi, I'm interested, when can I come see?" stage. But it's looking good.
I sat Joe down last night and explained that it's time for this to happen. For me, for him, and for the kids. He's terrified.
I made him see that he's become complacent, having extra money, doing what he wants, while I pick up the slack. Those days are done. It's time for him to step up the the plate and swing the bat, so this old woman can take herself OUT of the game.
Well, mostly. I will stay within a reasonable radius because I think it's important for Dylan and Chloe to still have access to me. Their mother walked away without a backward glance. I can't do that to them.
I'm getting excited. After Joe calmed down a little even he began to see what the change could mean. We talked about how I used to rent a room to a college student when he and Amy were little. He's less than 15 minutes from CCSU. He could do the same thing. That had never even dawned on him...
For me, this will mean taking control back. Running my own show. It will also mean that I will be able to morph back into Grandmother mode, and get out of "Surrogate Mother" territory. I vote for that in a lot of ways! The kids will be able to come to MY house for sleep overs. I can be more of a "fun" grandmother. It's what I've been missing all along.
The kids are a little bummed that all the "extras" will go with me. Cable, Computer...... the cat. But I think less TV time will be a big improvement. They spend way too much time sitting in front of that thing.
So anyway, I've begun. And once again, Life is good.
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