Bass-akwards Snowmageddon!!!!

I apologize in advance for the lack of pictures lately. Can't seem to get camera in hand when something fun happens. I'm working on being better about being in the moment and I don't do so well at that when I'm worried about taking pictures of what is happening rather than participating.  We all know that writing is my forte' anyway, huh?

Last week was crazy, crazy, crazy with the Snowpocalypse, Snowmageddon, ice and snowstorm of doom, what ever you choose to call it. In addition to the Super Bowl being held where I live, the arctic weather decided that it wanted to travel down south.  Tuesday morning we woke up to frozen wonderland. Ok, not really a wonderland, more like a frozen pain in the butt that snarled my to-do list at home and work. Of course Tuesday was payday, which meant I had no choice about going to the store first thing in the morning. I did have my priorities straight and settled on getting only the most important items....toilet paper and hair dye. Yup, I got my life in order.

By Tuesday evening I could look out across the highway and see that travel really wasn't going to be deadly (at least here in Arling-fun anyway) and Mr. Man invited me to his abode for the evening, so I decided to risk it. Once again, got those priorities in order, huh?  That night it got COLD, I mean cold in a way that is almost impossible to describe. I've only seen single digits on the thermometer a couple of times in my life and last week we had a couple of nights of single digits.  Just so happened that the power company decided that single-digit nights require rolling blackouts in order to support the extra drain on the grid. Can we just say that the Queen woke up at the point in the night when the temp is the lowest to find that the power was off and there was no heat?  The Queen suffered discomfort, mightily, but did survive thanks to the kind Mr. Man and his warm heart.

The cold, ice, slush, ugly gray icy stuff stayed around till Saturday. I didn't have many problems driving back and forth to Grapevine, but I understand that both east and west of me had it really bad. I count myself extremely lucky for being able to get out of the house. By Saturday, the ice was melted and the sun was out. I loved meeting people because we were all so excited to see other people, real people, that everyone was really nice to each other.

I know I always do everything bass-akwards, but I finally made it to the courthouse and filed for divorce today. Even though the former King and I decided to divorce over a year ago, I've just now gathered the money and strength to finish this.  I wanted to allow the former King a chance to try to win me back....I didn't want to divorce a second time, I didn't want to admit a second failure. A few months ago I realized that I didn't want to get back together even if he was able to win me back.  I had invested as much as I could in that relationship and it was time to close that door.  In 61 days it will be officially over and the Queen will reign alone.

Going to start hunting for a house once everything is finalized; I'm going to work on making my own dreams come true.  I'm no longer willing to wait on a man/partner to decide they are ready for my dreams, I'm going to do this and if there comes a man who wants to join me on that journey, then great! But I'm just not going to sit and wait for it to happen. I wish I'd learned this earlier, at least a few heartaches ago, but I'm still glad to have learned this lesson.


Mr. Man, the one who is teaching me to open my heart, and I had a great week spending more time getting to know each other and enjoying what we learned.  We talked and talked (who me, talk?) and laughed and laughed and held each other and just spent time learning from and about each other. Let's just say that we decided that we want to continue to see each other. I also realize that I will never be able to juggle dating/relationships with more than one person, so I've stopped dating other men for now.

Another snowmageddon is supposed to be headed this way tomorrow evening. Hope those of you who read this are continuing to stay warm and know that you are loved!