It's seven at night and I'm just getting started at work, so it must be January!
In regards to yesterday's entry, I don't feel jealous, or angry, or hurt. It just feels strange. Yes, I knew this day would happen, and I'm happy that he can be at the point of moving on and finding someone who makes him happy. I never wanted him to be sad or alone. I want only the most wonderful things for him in life, and I do mean that. All the same, it's strange to see pictures of them on facebook, or read comments about how good the two of them look from his extended family (she's met his extended family? While he's still married? It seems so uncharacteristic of him), or think about how she's probably spending a lot of time in what is still my house. It's not a jealousy thing, it's just an adjustment thing. I knew this would happen, I just didn't think about how it would feel.
I of course had to text my closest friends as soon as I found out, but after the initial shock, I'm past it. I'm done looking at facebook wondering who she is, what she does, how they met. It's only by accident I even found out, so I'm sure he doesn't want me to know those things. My only request is that we attend the divorce proceedings alone (which means no significant others, no bitter mothers). Divorce proceedings which he is now more than happy to get over with. I should have wondered what caused the change of attitude.
But it is what it is. And once I post this, it has nothing to do with me and won't occupy any more of my thoughts.
So I guess it's time for me to start moving on, right? I mean, this is a race, isn't it? Who gets remarried first?
I'm kidding. I think.
I don't want to be at work. I'm the only one here. It's a little too quiet. If work friend weren't in D.C. I'd see if she wanted to grab something to eat, but going home and going to sleep (because suddenly I can't seem to pry my eyes open in the mornings anymore, after not being able to sleep well for most of the night) does have its appeal as well.
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