i got it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i have my divorce papers!!!!!! It's official!!!!!
Sorry, i'm a little excited . . . i have been waiting for this too long and now that it's here i'm just so . . . relieved and happy.
It's been really busy today and i couldn't even check e-mail. We could not get into our computers until this afternoon and we spent the whole day running wildly in circles doing everything the hard way and covering all the bases and it was a whirl if frantic activity that made the day pass so quickly. i looked up and suddenly it was time for my baby to leave and i walked out to smoke with him for a minute before he left. It was the quickest day ever.
Last night was pretty nice. Myste dropped Roni off at the apartment while we were watching Judgement Night so she finished that up with us cuddled up to Angel. She really likes him ~ i hardly got a hug before she ran over to snuggle up to him! We ran over to Russ and Mary's to visit them for a few hours and then home. The only problem of the night was the huge fit Roni threw about where to sleep.
She has the queen bed in her room and i promised her that she wouldn't have to sleep in the living room. Well, she offered to sleep on the horrid futon since she is small and light it wouldn't be that bad for her. i told her it was up to her. When bed time came around she wouldn't decide where she wanted to sleep and actually threw a huge nasty fit about wanting to sleep with us. i was fairly nice but firm until she got ugly and then i told her she was seconds away from a spanking for throwing a fit and that i was leaving the room and closing the door. i would be back in a moment to tuck her in after she collected herself. When i went back in, she decided to switch beds with us and we did that and i held her for a few minutes and talked to her and then she got up a few times but eventually went to sleep.
Now, the door is open and we're in P.J.s and honestly, we were tired. It had been a long day. Nothing goes on when she's there in any event, but i still don't understand her sudden frantic possessiveness over sleeping arrangements. She does not sleep with me when he's not there and he doesn't stay over all that much during the week. She doesn't try to sleep in Daddy's bed, so why am i so special? Grrrrr!
We had a discussion on it and cleared it all up again. i think we can work this out one day at a time. If this is the worst of the adjustments then we're doing so much better than some have done. i should be thankful she doesn't hate him or something.
"You Can Sleep While i Drive" ~ Melissa Etheridge
"i'll buy you glasses in Texas, a hat in New Orleans
and in the morning you can tell me your dreams . . . "
"My intentions are true, won't you take me with you
and baby, you can sleep while i drive . . ."
confessed on 2001-07-30