Divorcery
This day a year ago I was deeply happy. I will not be able to say the same thing in 2 days. I will not be able to say the same thing for the next year. This is a terrifying realization for someone who's whole point of being alive is "live happier than the year before". Also profoundly disheartening.
In other Schmitty news, he bought a house with Julia and she is 3 months pregnant. Honestly, that doesn't bother me so much. He clearly wanted things I didn't want. If a year ago he had said "me, babies, mortage, office job, or it ends" I would have ended it. So I am happy he found someone who can give him what he wants. It's just a bit surprising. Definitely more upset with the decisions I've let myself make that have me at this emotional low point. I am sure I am learning from it, but I am not sure of what I am learning.
In other news, I moved from the attic to the basement with Tina. We have a cozy little copasetic setup, but Jason is driving me a bit insane, and I again find myself thinking if I could find a less dramatic living situation, I glaldly would. As long as I could take Tina with me.
Have a new job bartending at a brilliant Greek restaurant on k st. Been open two weeks and we already have 4.5 stars on yelp. It's called kellari, and I am really happy with it. Learning a ton about seafood and wine :)
Boys are troublesome. Va is coming up on his 1yr playversary, and divorcee has been around for a good while, too. Added a marine and a poet when I lost Annapolis, Pakistan and youngblood. Leaving it up to Va and divorcee was not working out. They are both too flaky, self involved and busy to keep me occupied at a level I like. Of course, I am only opening myself up to more drama and frustration by having so many boys, but I prefer that edge of the sword over the other.
Working on Halloween. I am really bummed about that. Basically, today is a great big low point for me. Not looking forward to Monday.
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