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Difficult time in my life
Wow. This one kinda touches a nerve. I’ve gone through a lot of difficult times in my life, but August 2009 was the absolute worst.
It started in late July. I hacked into my ex husband’s MySpace account and found messages from a girl named Aryn, talking about a three-some they’d had during our engagement. Um. Excuse me? (It should be noted that this was less than 12 hours after he essentially raped me) I call him at work, holding the phone an arm’s length away as I scream at him. His boss, also his father, heard me, sends him home.
All kinds of excuses…
How? You have an uncommon name. She knew where you worked, lived, and your roommate by name. (Not buying it)
I… I don’t know, it could have happened, but I was too fucked up to remember.
Riiiight. You got so high/drunk/fucked up to remember you had a fiance?
Two days later, we’re out school shopping and my mom calls me to ask where her cigarettes are. He looked me dead in the eye, with my kids in the backseat and says “One of these days, she’s going to light up a cigarette and keel over, dead.”
And… I’m done. Pack your shit and get the fuck out of my house.
Three weeks to the day after finding out he cheated on me, my Mom lost her battle with lung cancer.
Photo of your handwriting
I’m the only one of my Mom’s five children that went all the way through school and actually graduate with a high school diploma. Two of my siblings got their GED.
Meaning behind my blog name…
Starting Fresh. I’m in the process of completely rebuilding my life after failed marriage #2.
I collect angels. It’s something I got from my mom. I have most of the angels she collected.
I also used to collect frogs, but due to way too many moves, I’ve lost the majority of them.
An average day
7a – wake up, make sure Z is awake
730a – make sure Z eats breakfast
8a – get Z on the bus
815a – wash any dishes that may be left in the sink
830a – watch TV for a little while
9a – sweep and mop floors
930 – more TV time
10a – start a load of laundry
1015 – watch Scott work, start to gag when he cuts off antlers and I see brain tissue ((gag))
1030 – 12n – crochet, crochet, crochet
12n – switch clothes over
1215 – watch Scott work more. Just fleshing, no brains. Yay.
1230 – vacuum living room and bedrooms. Fun.
1p – realize I still haven’t ate today. Drink a cup of chai tea, and relax on the couch.
115 – “Did I take my pill?” Run to go check. Whoops. Take birth control and daily vitamin.
130 – Dust (Ugh, didn’t I just do this yesterday?)
2p – what’s for dinner?
215 – check all freezers, no idea. Ask Scott.
230 – salmon it is
245 – more TV time
3p – get restless, turn on music.
315 – fold clothes.
345 – put clothes away, wait for Z to get home
4p – homework. WTF is this common core crap?!?
430 – Watch TV with Z.
5p – start dinner
515 – see Scott off to work
516- Michael Jackson dance party!
545 – eat dinner
6p – watch TV
7p – wash dishes
715 – veg out in front of TV
Sometime around midnight – go to bed and hug Scott’s pillow until I fall asleep.
If I won the lottery…
I’d pay off everything, get the divorce taken care of, and sit on the rest of it. You never know what may happen.
Things that make your day
Hugs from Z
Today, Scott reached out his hand when I walked by to pull me in for a kiss.
Hearing Z say “I love you Mom”
Scott telling me he loves me
Looking into Scott’s eyes. I can see his love for me.
Accidental naps on the couch
Surprise visits from E
Chocolate (even though I shouldn’t eat it)
A few of my favorite things…
(I feel like I’m about to start singing a Christmas carol)
The feeling of brand new socks, soft, but still kinda rough.
The way my hair feels when it grazes my back.
Scooby snacks! Lol
The way Scott’s beard feels on my shoulder.
The way Scott holds me at night when we go to sleep.
American Horror Story.
Best physical feature
I love my eyes! They’re a dark-ish green and I constantly get complements on them. Scott says my eyes are the first thing he noticed about me. He calls me “greenie.”
I’m I smoker, but I’m working on quitting. Scott bought me a vaporizer today, and I’m down to my last cigarette, so we’ll see how that goes.
I can’t take a complement to save my life. I’ll just pick it apart. You tell me I look good today, I’ll think I look bad every other day.
I oftentimes forget to eat. I don’t know how. I’ll feel hungry, get distracted and an hour later just not be hungry anymore.
I don’t do it as much anymore, but I pick at scabs to watch the blood flow.
What’s in my bag
Lol, which bag? I have three different bags I alternate with.
I have my military issue backpack that I take on hikes. It’s usually filled with essentials; sunblock, lip balm, lotions, and nonperishable food and snack items.
My “everyday” bag has my wallet, more lip balms and lotions, a water bottle, lip stain, random candies, my key chain (which has a mini bottle of sunblock), a spare phone charger, and a travel coffee cup.
I have one other bag that I grab and fill with whatever I may need for that day’s particular outing. The most recent time, it had Pepsi, Scott’s glasses and phone charger, when I had to take him his essentials when he was in the hospital overnight for observation.
Usually, I don’t even carry a bag, just a wristlet wallet with cash, cards, my ID, lip balm, my phone, and cigarettes.
What can I say? I’m a minimalist.