Hello there!
It’s absolutely lovely here in Vermont today, I even sunned for a while. Except for a couple of nice events that I attended over the weekend, I am alone…utterly alone. I love it. The only piece of home that I brought was the blog. All of my other responsibilities are back in Georgia. This is nice.
There is one small glitch in my trip. My plane leaves Montpelier at 6:30 tomorrow morning. I hate early wake ups…I really, really abhor waking up early. Actually, the only form of wake up that I find acceptable is the kind where I just wake up all by myself. Any sooner than that and I’m not done. If I’m not done, I don’t think I should have to get up. My body knows when it’s done; I think I should listen to it.
And, it’s not bad enough that my morning will be shot to hell, my night cannot include anything terribly wild and crazy and that’s a shame. But, I shan’t complain too much. If the worst thing I can say is that I simply relaxed this evening, that’s good enough.
You have no idea how much I have on me. The activities of daily living aren’t that bad, especially since I don’t have my grandchildren everyday now. I can keep the house clean and I am juggling the bills as well as the next broke woman. Then, of course, I am trying to get all of the details of the divorce taken care of and I have a very demanding patient, whom I adore, but keeps me consistently concerned about one thing or another and I don’t really feel as though I ever have a day off. There are a variety of other people to whom I owe time and attention and I truly needed a break.
I hope it doesn’t come across as though I am complaining, I’m not. I’m just thinking out loud and letting you know how much I appreciate this opportunity to totally vegetate. At this time last year, I was visiting my daughter thinking that I may never see her again because of my impending surgery and treatment. While I was with her, my husband was bopping VLB in my bed. After that trip, all hell broke loose and my life was about as hellish as you could ever imagine. I think the only thing worse than what I went through last summer would be the loss of a child.
Oh, the nit wit told me that she and Vex had been dating since 2001. That makes sense because that was the year my mother died and I went through a few months of some serious depression.
Gail is not the only woman he has been with since 2001. I spoke to one and I would bet a lot of money that there was another one but the only evidence I had was make-up in my car so I can’t say for sure, maybe he just went out to lunch with someone innocently. He said it was my sister’s make-up but she is as white as I am and the make-up was for a woman of color.
Vex used to tell me that I had caught him in every single lie he ever told. If that had been true, he would have stopped after the first few times. When someone lies for so long, it’s because it works well for them. I figure he got away with at least 10 lies for every one I caught him in.
That’s something to consider if you are married to a liar…they go with what works…and if you catch them once or twice, they have successfully bamboozled you a few times already. So, using that logic, I would imagine that there are other women here or there that I never caught wind of.
Oh, about that innocent lunch, yes, he would have lied about it even if it had been innocent. He lied about office Christmas parties, telling me that all of a sudden, nobody in the entire office answered the phone when in reality they had all gone out for a nice lunch. There is absolutely NOTHING wrong with that and I wouldn’t have minded. But he never gave me the chance to accept the truth. I never understood that. I have always been so very open with him about the details of my day or even my life. When we were dating, I did all of the talking. I just thought he was a nice, quiet man. The fact that he NEVER had anything to say didn’t raise one red flag at all. Looking back, it was the worst one that I could have missed, even worse than the lies that I occasionally caught him in.
He couldn’t talk to me about his day or his life because it had something to do with other women. I was such a fool. I realize it now and I can’t believe how much I missed sitting next to a man who never spoke.
It took being around normal people for me to figure that out. You can learn so much about a person when they speak. I love it. Even the icky guys give it up when they speak so you don’t have to wonder. But for the most part, people are very nice. And they speak to me! People ask me questions and we discuss current events and they tell me about their day, their job, whatever. It’s so nice to talk to people. And even nicer to have them talk back!
Well, I have nothing to do so I better get started. Have a loverly evening!
Meg
It’s absolutely lovely here in Vermont today, I even sunned for a while. Except for a couple of nice events that I attended over the weekend, I am alone…utterly alone. I love it. The only piece of home that I brought was the blog. All of my other responsibilities are back in Georgia. This is nice.
There is one small glitch in my trip. My plane leaves Montpelier at 6:30 tomorrow morning. I hate early wake ups…I really, really abhor waking up early. Actually, the only form of wake up that I find acceptable is the kind where I just wake up all by myself. Any sooner than that and I’m not done. If I’m not done, I don’t think I should have to get up. My body knows when it’s done; I think I should listen to it.
And, it’s not bad enough that my morning will be shot to hell, my night cannot include anything terribly wild and crazy and that’s a shame. But, I shan’t complain too much. If the worst thing I can say is that I simply relaxed this evening, that’s good enough.
You have no idea how much I have on me. The activities of daily living aren’t that bad, especially since I don’t have my grandchildren everyday now. I can keep the house clean and I am juggling the bills as well as the next broke woman. Then, of course, I am trying to get all of the details of the divorce taken care of and I have a very demanding patient, whom I adore, but keeps me consistently concerned about one thing or another and I don’t really feel as though I ever have a day off. There are a variety of other people to whom I owe time and attention and I truly needed a break.
I hope it doesn’t come across as though I am complaining, I’m not. I’m just thinking out loud and letting you know how much I appreciate this opportunity to totally vegetate. At this time last year, I was visiting my daughter thinking that I may never see her again because of my impending surgery and treatment. While I was with her, my husband was bopping VLB in my bed. After that trip, all hell broke loose and my life was about as hellish as you could ever imagine. I think the only thing worse than what I went through last summer would be the loss of a child.
Oh, the nit wit told me that she and Vex had been dating since 2001. That makes sense because that was the year my mother died and I went through a few months of some serious depression.
Gail is not the only woman he has been with since 2001. I spoke to one and I would bet a lot of money that there was another one but the only evidence I had was make-up in my car so I can’t say for sure, maybe he just went out to lunch with someone innocently. He said it was my sister’s make-up but she is as white as I am and the make-up was for a woman of color.
Vex used to tell me that I had caught him in every single lie he ever told. If that had been true, he would have stopped after the first few times. When someone lies for so long, it’s because it works well for them. I figure he got away with at least 10 lies for every one I caught him in.
That’s something to consider if you are married to a liar…they go with what works…and if you catch them once or twice, they have successfully bamboozled you a few times already. So, using that logic, I would imagine that there are other women here or there that I never caught wind of.
Oh, about that innocent lunch, yes, he would have lied about it even if it had been innocent. He lied about office Christmas parties, telling me that all of a sudden, nobody in the entire office answered the phone when in reality they had all gone out for a nice lunch. There is absolutely NOTHING wrong with that and I wouldn’t have minded. But he never gave me the chance to accept the truth. I never understood that. I have always been so very open with him about the details of my day or even my life. When we were dating, I did all of the talking. I just thought he was a nice, quiet man. The fact that he NEVER had anything to say didn’t raise one red flag at all. Looking back, it was the worst one that I could have missed, even worse than the lies that I occasionally caught him in.
He couldn’t talk to me about his day or his life because it had something to do with other women. I was such a fool. I realize it now and I can’t believe how much I missed sitting next to a man who never spoke.
It took being around normal people for me to figure that out. You can learn so much about a person when they speak. I love it. Even the icky guys give it up when they speak so you don’t have to wonder. But for the most part, people are very nice. And they speak to me! People ask me questions and we discuss current events and they tell me about their day, their job, whatever. It’s so nice to talk to people. And even nicer to have them talk back!
Well, I have nothing to do so I better get started. Have a loverly evening!
Meg
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