09.20.09
Yesterday I moved out. It wasn't as bad as I had expected, he was gone and that made things easier. I had a lot of help, a great turnout from my church came and the move was over and done in just over two hours. After lunch with friends, one friend stayed behind and helped me get the large furniture into place. I began to feel exhausted and overwhelmed, which is very unlike me. it was all just too much to handle, emotionally and physically. Another friend came over, and though it is very unlike her, she took charge. We went box by box and before I knew it nearly my entire house was unpacked. I began to feel a bit better.
I had to go back to the house for my food, and unfortunately he was there. he was in a very bad mood. As I left, he remarked, " Well, it looks like all my hard work has not gotten me much, except this house." And he saluted me, a gesture he uses when he is trying to be rude. in my opinion, his hard work has gotten him a lot, he just traded it all for his freedom to be whoever it is he wants to be.
Back at my new home I didn't realize how upset I was until a couple I am friends with called to ask if I wanted company that evening. They have two children I absolutely love, and I though it would be nice to spend the evening with them. I told them I very much did, and it was all I had to hold back the tears until I hung up. As soon as I pressed "end", I lost it. I couldn't sit still, so I am wandering the house, searching for the bag with my underwear, sobbing. I couldn't even see there were so many tears, and I am digging though bags.
I finally found the bag, and this calmed me for some reason. They knocked on my door, and I composed myself while my dryer got hooked up, and the gas to my stove got turned on.
I am so appreciative to all my friends, one never realizes just how great her friends are until a crisis comes about, and everybody pulls together to make things work.
Today I feel I can combat the loneliness. I have many friends to help me along the way. This will be okay.
Yesterday I moved out. It wasn't as bad as I had expected, he was gone and that made things easier. I had a lot of help, a great turnout from my church came and the move was over and done in just over two hours. After lunch with friends, one friend stayed behind and helped me get the large furniture into place. I began to feel exhausted and overwhelmed, which is very unlike me. it was all just too much to handle, emotionally and physically. Another friend came over, and though it is very unlike her, she took charge. We went box by box and before I knew it nearly my entire house was unpacked. I began to feel a bit better.
I had to go back to the house for my food, and unfortunately he was there. he was in a very bad mood. As I left, he remarked, " Well, it looks like all my hard work has not gotten me much, except this house." And he saluted me, a gesture he uses when he is trying to be rude. in my opinion, his hard work has gotten him a lot, he just traded it all for his freedom to be whoever it is he wants to be.
Back at my new home I didn't realize how upset I was until a couple I am friends with called to ask if I wanted company that evening. They have two children I absolutely love, and I though it would be nice to spend the evening with them. I told them I very much did, and it was all I had to hold back the tears until I hung up. As soon as I pressed "end", I lost it. I couldn't sit still, so I am wandering the house, searching for the bag with my underwear, sobbing. I couldn't even see there were so many tears, and I am digging though bags.
I finally found the bag, and this calmed me for some reason. They knocked on my door, and I composed myself while my dryer got hooked up, and the gas to my stove got turned on.
I am so appreciative to all my friends, one never realizes just how great her friends are until a crisis comes about, and everybody pulls together to make things work.
Today I feel I can combat the loneliness. I have many friends to help me along the way. This will be okay.
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