Saturday morning was REALLY bad. Hands down the worst things that have ever been said to me escaped my husband's mouth and it was just another morning that has helped make this all so much easier on me. Imagine how difficult it would be leaving my house, leaving my husband, my love, if he was still the amazingly sweet, kind man that I have known all of these years.
I signed my lease and will have keys in my hand on Friday. I simply cannot wait. One of the most difficult parts of this entire ordeal (there have been so many) has been living in that house together. I can't wait for the separation and the moving forward. Never would I have thought I would be looking forward to such a thing. Here a few quick snaps of my new home sweet home.
Also, pretty funny, my mom is a nurse manager of an OB clinic - she's pretty much the queen of turning anything into an OB related joke. I love her.
Last night I got home from a few client meetings and was outside on the phone and he came out to smoke. I looked at him, with his band t-shirt, corduroys, red converse and fedora and listening to him speak I couldn't believe how I felt. I felt nothing. I have never looked at this man since the moment I met him and felt nothing. It's amazing how much can change in just one short month.
I went inside and fell asleep at 9:30 and did not wake up until 7:00. It was the first night in over a month that I slept through the night, peacefully. I have high hopes that life is about to be really, really great.
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