The secular New Year and Imbolc came and went without me really noticing. Life kind of kicked us all in the teeth, though some more severely than others. On a sort of brighter note, I got the extra time I wanted.
Sent the cheat his copy of my response to his divorce petition and he just sat on it, I guess. Lazy bastard. The court sent him a notice that our divorce proceedings were now cancelled because of the delay in him initiating the next step. Have to start all over again. Divorce is a little expensive. $800 in total, $400 per person. Which is a nuisance.
On the other hand, I can afford it, no problem now that I have a job again. Nothing glamorous, mind, cashier work for a gas station. Ten years of being a stay-at-home mom left my resume pretty lean and I have to take what I can get. Happily, the days I work are the days Jack is either over at his father’s house, or my mother can pick him up from school. I don’t see Cindy much because of it, either, but that’s probably for the best. Getting tangled up with anyone who isn’t sticking around is a good way to get my heart broken.
A murder of ravens moved into the reservoir behind the house. They’re up with the sun and their happy caterwauling makes me smile every morning. A good omen. Corvids are my favorite. I think I need to do this blogging thing more regularly. I’m a lot calmer now than I was when I started.