Meg...
...My great grandmother (GG) is 97 years old. She is the oldest living Avon rep. in NY.
Wow! That is amazing. Imagine being able to say that you are the oldest living Avon representative in New York. The kind of woman who would be the oldest is the kind who would brag about it. 97 is pretty gosh darned old. I love listening to the stories those folk tell. I have been around them since I was a teenager and I have so many wonderful memories.
I remember a 101 year old man named Dan who was from Ireland. He would grab me as I passed him in the hall and we would do a jig. He would say, “Ay Meg, you’ve the map of Ireland all over your face. I see me home in your eyes.” Then there was Clara. She got up every morning and got herself dressed, make up and all. She would go out the side door and walk around the building just so she could make her grand entrance into the lobby and then sit down for breakfast. Minnie never got out of bed. She always had a smile on her face when I walked into her room. She had no visitors, she was in constant pain and she never left her room. But she was always happy and never failed to ask about my family.
Over time, she met my all of my children at one time or another and she always remembered their names. She died one afternoon, right after her 100th birthday party. She still had her party hat on. I could go on for a very, very long time.
Well, this is supposed to be the diary of my divorce and I always think I should talk about that but I don’t think much about it lately. I have to take care of the stupid stuff like court dates and things like that but my life is starting to get in the way and I don’t have much to say about the marriage anymore. I suppose there might be a time when I am bored and I will think about it but right now, I don’t have the time.
I remember asking other women how long it took to “get over” being cheated on. I heard everything from 6 months to “never”. Well, apparently, it takes about 7 months. That’s not bad at all.
I don’t know how long it would have taken if I hadn’t had that experience last weekend but I did. I really haven’t looked back since. There are so many things to do and I am ready to start doing them. I hate that I have to sit here like a nun until my cheating husband lets this divorce go through...that sucks. Other than that, I don’t mind so much.
I told you that I had my step mother here with me. Taking care of her is helping quite a bit. She and I sit and chat and this afternoon I’m taking her to play bridge. I actually went grocery shopping for the first time since the holidays. I still have a bunch of Hot Pockets in the freezer but I also have meat and things to make meals out of. The house is clean and I try to keep it that way. Even if I am doing it all for someone else, I am getting back into the habit of doing the things that I should have been doing for myself.
So, based upon how things have gone so far and the plan I have in my head, I figure that in another 6 months I will be thanking him for cheating on me. Years ago, my father said something strange to me, “You know, I would never tell one of my children to get divorced. That is, unless I thought that they could do better.” That’s all he said and I didn’t think too much of it then...but now I see what he meant.
So many people could do better. I certainly think that a marriage is worth every effort to save...but it takes two people to save it. If you are the only one trying, imagine what you could do with a willing partner. I can’t wait to find out.
By the way, I have a few “irons in the fire”. I don’t want to say too much yet but I am going to be having some serious fun in the very near future. Today won’t be bad and tomorrow looks pretty good as well. But trust me...I will be turning it up quite a few notches soon.
Meg
...My great grandmother (GG) is 97 years old. She is the oldest living Avon rep. in NY.
Wow! That is amazing. Imagine being able to say that you are the oldest living Avon representative in New York. The kind of woman who would be the oldest is the kind who would brag about it. 97 is pretty gosh darned old. I love listening to the stories those folk tell. I have been around them since I was a teenager and I have so many wonderful memories.
I remember a 101 year old man named Dan who was from Ireland. He would grab me as I passed him in the hall and we would do a jig. He would say, “Ay Meg, you’ve the map of Ireland all over your face. I see me home in your eyes.” Then there was Clara. She got up every morning and got herself dressed, make up and all. She would go out the side door and walk around the building just so she could make her grand entrance into the lobby and then sit down for breakfast. Minnie never got out of bed. She always had a smile on her face when I walked into her room. She had no visitors, she was in constant pain and she never left her room. But she was always happy and never failed to ask about my family.
Over time, she met my all of my children at one time or another and she always remembered their names. She died one afternoon, right after her 100th birthday party. She still had her party hat on. I could go on for a very, very long time.
Well, this is supposed to be the diary of my divorce and I always think I should talk about that but I don’t think much about it lately. I have to take care of the stupid stuff like court dates and things like that but my life is starting to get in the way and I don’t have much to say about the marriage anymore. I suppose there might be a time when I am bored and I will think about it but right now, I don’t have the time.
I remember asking other women how long it took to “get over” being cheated on. I heard everything from 6 months to “never”. Well, apparently, it takes about 7 months. That’s not bad at all.
I don’t know how long it would have taken if I hadn’t had that experience last weekend but I did. I really haven’t looked back since. There are so many things to do and I am ready to start doing them. I hate that I have to sit here like a nun until my cheating husband lets this divorce go through...that sucks. Other than that, I don’t mind so much.
I told you that I had my step mother here with me. Taking care of her is helping quite a bit. She and I sit and chat and this afternoon I’m taking her to play bridge. I actually went grocery shopping for the first time since the holidays. I still have a bunch of Hot Pockets in the freezer but I also have meat and things to make meals out of. The house is clean and I try to keep it that way. Even if I am doing it all for someone else, I am getting back into the habit of doing the things that I should have been doing for myself.
So, based upon how things have gone so far and the plan I have in my head, I figure that in another 6 months I will be thanking him for cheating on me. Years ago, my father said something strange to me, “You know, I would never tell one of my children to get divorced. That is, unless I thought that they could do better.” That’s all he said and I didn’t think too much of it then...but now I see what he meant.
So many people could do better. I certainly think that a marriage is worth every effort to save...but it takes two people to save it. If you are the only one trying, imagine what you could do with a willing partner. I can’t wait to find out.
By the way, I have a few “irons in the fire”. I don’t want to say too much yet but I am going to be having some serious fun in the very near future. Today won’t be bad and tomorrow looks pretty good as well. But trust me...I will be turning it up quite a few notches soon.
Meg
posted by Meg Kelso | 7:23 AM
1 Comments:
Hi Meg,
If I sent a jet for you, would you let me help you notch it up?
Kevin
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