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Monday, December 17, 2012
Didn't I just finish telling you how in love we are, and that we are going strong? I must have been right because on Friday, December 14, Timmy proposed!!
It was the sweetest thing, and it was SO him. He made me close my eyes, put the ring up to me, told me to open, and said "Hey baby, ya wanna get married?" I said "Of course!" I am so elated. He is the most magnificent person. I couldn't imagine my life without him!
It was the sweetest thing, and it was SO him. He made me close my eyes, put the ring up to me, told me to open, and said "Hey baby, ya wanna get married?" I said "Of course!" I am so elated. He is the most magnificent person. I couldn't imagine my life without him!
Thursday, December 13, 2012
The Start of Something Good Part 2
Ok so, where did I leave off? Oh right, I loved him, but I didn't tell him...even though I am sure he knew.
On January 15, Timmy was heading to AC at midnight with his Pop, he invited me to go. I decided I had to go. I wasn't divorced yet, and I hadn't filed yet, but he knew I was going to file, so I didn't feel bad about my midnight rendezvous with Timmy...and Poppy. The night was spectacular. We didn't even gamble that much, but we did talk a lot. The cutest part of the night was when Timmy asked if I had any Chapstick. I am a girl, of course I had Chapstick! After he put it on he said "I think my lips smell minty. Smell my lips." Can you see where this is going? You guessed it. I smelled his lips. Can you guess what happened next? Yup! We kissed. Can I just tell you it was the most earth chattering kiss I have ever experienced. It was marvelous, and it was minty. ;) It was perfect. It was so right. I swear I heard music playing as we kissed. Also, he was the best kisser. Okay, okay, enough. I know you get the point.
(Btw on February 24th, he told me he loved me. I knew it already though, but I had to wait 'til he said it. The girl can't say it first!!!)
So, I went for my divorce hearing, April 11, 2012. It was tough. I wanted it to be over for a number of reasons, but I also felt bad for my soon-to-be-ex husband. I had things to look forward to. I knew where I was going. I was already happy in my new job, so that was half the battle. He, however, did not have these things going for him. I guess I can understand how he felt to a point, considering, I was the one who wanted it to end, and he didn't. I truly believe that he just refused to see how miserable he really was in our relationship. And on top of all of it, he worked in the same department as my father.
After the hearing, I didn't know what to do with myself. I was newly single, so of course I updated the Facebook page to "single". But after that, I mainly just wanted to get home, change out of my dress, and talk to Timmy. I wanted so badly for him to be just as excited as I was. I know it sounds terrible, being excited for a divorce. But it was a bumpy ride for me. For the both of us. Two years, out of our 5 years together, of being discontent, disconnected, always fighting and miserable, I think anyone would be excited for a divorce from that.
On Saturday April 14, Timmy asked me to go with him to his nephew's all star baseball game. Since I had no limitations on who I could be seen with anymore, I definitely wanted to go with him. The whole morning while at the game, I just kept thinking "What now?".
Well as we were leaving the game, when we were in his car, he leaned over to me and said "Will you be my girlfriend?". "Of course!", I answered. After such a long time flirting, and basically counting down to D-Day, I was so ecstatic that we could finally be together. He was exactly what I wanted. I couldn't imagine a better person to be with.
By July everything was going so well, it wasn't long before I rented my house out to one of my best friends, Kati, and moved in with Timmy.
So here we are, on December 13, 2012, and we are going strong. We have lived through the purchase of a new TV, new windows for his house, a family vacation we took to Bermuda in September, and we haven't even argued once. So I think it is safe to say that over the last 12 months, something extraordinary has happened. I found my soul mate. I never thought it was possible for me. But now I know it is. He is wonderful. He makes me really happy, and I hope I make him happy too.
On January 15, Timmy was heading to AC at midnight with his Pop, he invited me to go. I decided I had to go. I wasn't divorced yet, and I hadn't filed yet, but he knew I was going to file, so I didn't feel bad about my midnight rendezvous with Timmy...and Poppy. The night was spectacular. We didn't even gamble that much, but we did talk a lot. The cutest part of the night was when Timmy asked if I had any Chapstick. I am a girl, of course I had Chapstick! After he put it on he said "I think my lips smell minty. Smell my lips." Can you see where this is going? You guessed it. I smelled his lips. Can you guess what happened next? Yup! We kissed. Can I just tell you it was the most earth chattering kiss I have ever experienced. It was marvelous, and it was minty. ;) It was perfect. It was so right. I swear I heard music playing as we kissed. Also, he was the best kisser. Okay, okay, enough. I know you get the point.
(Btw on February 24th, he told me he loved me. I knew it already though, but I had to wait 'til he said it. The girl can't say it first!!!)
So, I went for my divorce hearing, April 11, 2012. It was tough. I wanted it to be over for a number of reasons, but I also felt bad for my soon-to-be-ex husband. I had things to look forward to. I knew where I was going. I was already happy in my new job, so that was half the battle. He, however, did not have these things going for him. I guess I can understand how he felt to a point, considering, I was the one who wanted it to end, and he didn't. I truly believe that he just refused to see how miserable he really was in our relationship. And on top of all of it, he worked in the same department as my father.
After the hearing, I didn't know what to do with myself. I was newly single, so of course I updated the Facebook page to "single". But after that, I mainly just wanted to get home, change out of my dress, and talk to Timmy. I wanted so badly for him to be just as excited as I was. I know it sounds terrible, being excited for a divorce. But it was a bumpy ride for me. For the both of us. Two years, out of our 5 years together, of being discontent, disconnected, always fighting and miserable, I think anyone would be excited for a divorce from that.
On Saturday April 14, Timmy asked me to go with him to his nephew's all star baseball game. Since I had no limitations on who I could be seen with anymore, I definitely wanted to go with him. The whole morning while at the game, I just kept thinking "What now?".
Well as we were leaving the game, when we were in his car, he leaned over to me and said "Will you be my girlfriend?". "Of course!", I answered. After such a long time flirting, and basically counting down to D-Day, I was so ecstatic that we could finally be together. He was exactly what I wanted. I couldn't imagine a better person to be with.
By July everything was going so well, it wasn't long before I rented my house out to one of my best friends, Kati, and moved in with Timmy.
So here we are, on December 13, 2012, and we are going strong. We have lived through the purchase of a new TV, new windows for his house, a family vacation we took to Bermuda in September, and we haven't even argued once. So I think it is safe to say that over the last 12 months, something extraordinary has happened. I found my soul mate. I never thought it was possible for me. But now I know it is. He is wonderful. He makes me really happy, and I hope I make him happy too.
Monday, December 10, 2012
The Start of Something Good Part 1
Well, I think it is high time I started posting on this thing. I definitely think a lot has happened in the few years since I started this blog. Let's start with this. I started the blog in 2010, it's now 2012. In 2010 I was married, miserable, working a terrible job, and living in the crick. (West Creek, that is.) Since 2010, I have changed jobs, gotten divorced, and am now extremely happy. Happier than I could have imagined. The only thing that hasn't changed, I haven't left the crick.
I knew it was a good place for me when I moved here. It just felt right. I now know, it's because of Timmy.
Timmy was my neighbor, and he lived about 5 houses down from me. For 3 years I lived down the street from him and we never really talked. Since I was married to a miserable hermit, and wasn't allowed out of the house, a friendly wave was pretty much the extent of our communication. Well, in the summer of 2012, I was offered a new position at work, and it happened to be in the same department as Timmy. As soon as I was hired, I just kept thinking, Timmy and I are neighbors, now we are co workers. It was all too coincidental for me, and for 3 months I would leave my house and look in the rearview mirror to see if he was behind me. Some days we would follow each other all the way to work, without even meaning to. Naturally, it wouldn't be long before it clicked that, "hey, maybe we should ride together."
So, on January 3, 2012 I decided to get Timmy's number from the department address list, (stalker, you say? Yup!) and text him to ask him if he wanted to carpool. It just so happened that he wouldn't be reporting back to our main work site for a few days, but we started to text anyway. Since I was absolutely miserable in my marriage, and there were a lot of underlying, hard-to-explain circumstances with my relationship, the new friend I had gained didn't really make me think twice about whether my HermitHusband would care or not. So, Timmy and I began talking on a daily basis. Just chit chat, with a casual flirt here and there. How much flirting can you really do in a text message? At any rate, on January 9, 2012 we were finally able to ride together. It was so different. Different from being with any other person I had even been in a car with. It was really nice to be able to talk to him in person, and laugh with someone who actually thought my sense of humor was funny. He made me feel great, and he called me beautiful. Did he want me to fall in love with him? Well it worked. I found myself thinking about him more and more, and we were talking all the time. I couldn't help it. This brown eyed, long haired, macho guy from down the block was capturing my heart.
Now onto the home life explanation. You know, it's not like I "hated" my (now ex) husband, but we weren't compatible. Always fighting, nothing I ever did was right. He even had a problem when I highlighted my hair, and he never called me beautiful. Not, ever. Never. We were a match made in marriage hell. We got married when I was 22, and he was 21. It was in Vegas (not a drive thru!), and I knew we were too young. It just seemed like the "next step". You know that step, right? The one where you have been living with someone for over a year and it just "seems right". If you are in this current situation, make sure it's right before moving onto the next step.
Anyway, after over a year of thinking about it, and begging him to go to counseling, on February 14, 2012, I filed for divorce. I know, I know, I am a heartless bitch to file for the Big D on Valentine's Day. I didn't mean for it to happen that way, but it did.
Now, back to the fun, happy stuff!
Timmy did not once tell me to file for divorce. He was my backbone. He was my friend throughout the whole process. He told me to work it out if I could, but if I couldn't, he would be there to support my decision, whatever it was. After all, we had only been talking for a little over a month, I wasn't prepared to just run off with someone! Now who am I kidding. I told you I loved him already, of course he didn't know this yet, well maybe he did, but I didn't tell him....
I knew it was a good place for me when I moved here. It just felt right. I now know, it's because of Timmy.
Timmy was my neighbor, and he lived about 5 houses down from me. For 3 years I lived down the street from him and we never really talked. Since I was married to a miserable hermit, and wasn't allowed out of the house, a friendly wave was pretty much the extent of our communication. Well, in the summer of 2012, I was offered a new position at work, and it happened to be in the same department as Timmy. As soon as I was hired, I just kept thinking, Timmy and I are neighbors, now we are co workers. It was all too coincidental for me, and for 3 months I would leave my house and look in the rearview mirror to see if he was behind me. Some days we would follow each other all the way to work, without even meaning to. Naturally, it wouldn't be long before it clicked that, "hey, maybe we should ride together."
So, on January 3, 2012 I decided to get Timmy's number from the department address list, (stalker, you say? Yup!) and text him to ask him if he wanted to carpool. It just so happened that he wouldn't be reporting back to our main work site for a few days, but we started to text anyway. Since I was absolutely miserable in my marriage, and there were a lot of underlying, hard-to-explain circumstances with my relationship, the new friend I had gained didn't really make me think twice about whether my HermitHusband would care or not. So, Timmy and I began talking on a daily basis. Just chit chat, with a casual flirt here and there. How much flirting can you really do in a text message? At any rate, on January 9, 2012 we were finally able to ride together. It was so different. Different from being with any other person I had even been in a car with. It was really nice to be able to talk to him in person, and laugh with someone who actually thought my sense of humor was funny. He made me feel great, and he called me beautiful. Did he want me to fall in love with him? Well it worked. I found myself thinking about him more and more, and we were talking all the time. I couldn't help it. This brown eyed, long haired, macho guy from down the block was capturing my heart.
Now onto the home life explanation. You know, it's not like I "hated" my (now ex) husband, but we weren't compatible. Always fighting, nothing I ever did was right. He even had a problem when I highlighted my hair, and he never called me beautiful. Not, ever. Never. We were a match made in marriage hell. We got married when I was 22, and he was 21. It was in Vegas (not a drive thru!), and I knew we were too young. It just seemed like the "next step". You know that step, right? The one where you have been living with someone for over a year and it just "seems right". If you are in this current situation, make sure it's right before moving onto the next step.
Anyway, after over a year of thinking about it, and begging him to go to counseling, on February 14, 2012, I filed for divorce. I know, I know, I am a heartless bitch to file for the Big D on Valentine's Day. I didn't mean for it to happen that way, but it did.
Now, back to the fun, happy stuff!
Timmy did not once tell me to file for divorce. He was my backbone. He was my friend throughout the whole process. He told me to work it out if I could, but if I couldn't, he would be there to support my decision, whatever it was. After all, we had only been talking for a little over a month, I wasn't prepared to just run off with someone! Now who am I kidding. I told you I loved him already, of course he didn't know this yet, well maybe he did, but I didn't tell him....
Thursday, September 27, 2012
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