I want to begin this post by saying that I had a wonderful vacation last week. I needed to get away so badly, and the entire week was simply amazing. I woke up on the morning of my birthday to a beautiful layer of snow and little snowflakes floating out of the sky. I slept in, stayed up late, laughed, and had fun. I was able to relax, enjoy myself, and get pampered. So nice.
I got back and had the weekend to continue my decompression. Tomorrow my real life kicks back in. I know I will have mounds of work waiting for me. That’s okay, though. I’m refreshed and ready to take it all on. I was supposed to have to deal with Mr. Mess today, too, yet I was somehow spared that unpleasantness.
You see, last week Mr. Mess texted me to arrange for a time to pick up the rest of his things. On Monday he asked to come over this weekend. I told him that Saturday I would just be returning from out of town, but that Sunday would be a fine day. He said okay and thanked me. I got another text from him on my birthday with my name misspelled (yeah, really…). After that, nothing. When I didn’t hear from him yesterday or this morning about what time he would be here I figured he wasn’t coming. No skin off of my teeth (what does that expression mean, anyway? It’s really weird…).
I’m really not surprised at all that he didn’t come by like he said or even call or text to cancel. It’s very typical of him. He is a self-centered, inconsiderate and inconsistent person, so I would have been more surprised if he HAD contacted me on Saturday to firm up a time for today, then actually showed up at that time. Sadly, I no longer have expectations of him doing anything that he says he will do. I honestly don’t even know what there is left for him to get at this point – maybe a pasta maker and the mattress set that belongs to my sister (now me) because he told me to “do whatever I wanted” with his set and my Dad tossed it out? Possibly something from the shed (although I looked in there this afternoon and didn’t see anything of his)?
I had a brief moment where I wanted to send him a snarky text offering to take his things to the dump if he doesn’t want them. However, I quickly abandoned that idea, deleted the draft, and went about my business. Really, that’s the best (and only) thing for me to do. I’m slightly embarrassed to admit that I just took all of my Christmas decorations down today (What? I like Christmas!). Besides that I was able to get some laundry done from the trip, reorganize my living room (after taking down the tree and decorations I had to put things back in order), cuddle with my dog Buddy, catch up with a few friends and most of the blogs I follow, start a new book, visit with my Dad and sister (separately), and watch the final playoff games.
It feels good to be accomplishing things and completely separating myself and my world from his. It’s about time! As far as I can tell, there are just 3 more hurdles to get over - this (the last few things he wants to pick up), taxes, then the divorce. It’s exciting. I’m trying to keep things as amicable and drama-free as possible. That’s why I’m especially proud of myself for just letting today go and not striking out. He may be trying to keep his foot in the door of my life or bate me, but since I am no longer invested in him it wont work.
All I need to do right now is get through these few things to the other side. I can hardly wait!