So Many Changes

The title of this blog may sound like I have a really long list of confessions, I don't.  In case anyone is reading this that knows me in my former life or marriage, don't get any sinister ideas about my possible confessions, lol. 

I just wanted to share the funny and not-so-funny stories of my new single life.

I consider myself to be a pretty funny and quick witted girl, so I use humor to help me through most struggles in life.  This blog is dedicated to finding humor in my new life and maybe help some fellow divorcees along the way.

So this is it, here it is....the single life. 
Such a scary thought, I never thought I'd be starting over at 34 years old.  It has got to be the hardest decision I have ever made in my life, to leave my husband, my life, everything I knew and felt comfortable with. 

It's been a surprise to the little things I didn't think about.  Adjusting to being in the house alone especially when the kids are at their father's house.  It's so quiet and down right lonely at times. 

One of my first nights alone in my new house I realized one extremely important aspect of my new life.  

Security!

Or the lack of it!!!!

Even though my ex and I were on the verge of separating for a couple of years before we actually did.  I always knew he would be there to protect me if someone were to break in.  The funny this is,  I own guns and have guns and know how to shoot, but I found comfort in knowing I really wouldn't have to use them. My ex would... without a second thought take care of business.

It's a pretty frightening notion to be completely alone and vulnerable.  But that feeling has gotten easier to live with, I mean I'm a grown woman...with guns. Time to put on my big girl panties and get tough. 

I also had the security of knowing if my car broke down, or ran out of gas on the side of the road, my ex would fix it and come help me.  That comfort, is now gone however.  I just pray that none of my stuff breaks and my tank is always....well sometimes above a quarter of a tank.  ( I absolutely hate getting gas, I will wait until I almost run out before I put more in).

After 10 years of being married, this single life has been quite comical at times. I look forward to sharing my experiences in the divorce, single parenting and dating, meeting new friends and men, and the joys of living alone.