For totally serious. Am I back?
So, I've actually made a few major steps in my life recently and am currently underway filing divorce papers regarding my marital status with Auna. Rebecka is 6 1/2 years old, and currently a few weeks from finishing up Kindergarten. And i've met and am dating an absolutely fabulous and amazing woman named Victoria. I have also moved into a house in University Place, in a pretty sweet set-up. 2010 has been interesting for sure, and it feels like i've turned some things around that always seemed damn near impossible.
Debt is still a very real issue, as Auna continues to mess with my credit rating and savings despite not being together for over 4 years this month. I'm managing, and am working at Gateway to India again, as well as at The Lobster Shop. I never thought i'd be a two job parent, but here I am - as I live and breath it.
It was difficult at first, and I still lapse into days where I feel too exhausted for it and just want to spend the evening with Rebecka instead of going to work. I miss the days where we could come home from work/school/Montessori and enjoy a quiet evening at home with a movie, or at the park. But those days will come back to us soon. And that is what keeps me going for sure.
I have a serious amount of written 'story' to tell regarding meeting Auna and I really want to tell it on here. I have plans to, as I feel that documenting alot of these facts is crucial down the line.
I spent a good hour earlier this evening reading about my trials and tribulations in the year of 2003. It all seems so long ago, yet so near in some examples - as if it only happened yesterday. It's a bizarre mix of deja-vu and mixed memories.
It's been a task and a half to "tell my story" (as my attorney put it) because I have to rack my brain to recall certain events and lay them out chronologically. I'm also trying my best not to bash her considerably, but I have so much rage and anger built up that cannot be satiated simply by venting.
My attorney claims that I should not cling to hopes of getting my "pound of flesh", because judges do not dole it out. You have to accept that you will not get it, and move on. It's weird how divorce is this proxy battle, or war of attrition. You go in asking for very modest concessions on the part of the other party, and if they dont like what you want, they can respond in kind, until both parties are asking the world of each other and neither is getting anywhere. I'm party wondering just how long this can be drawn out for... it seems like it's been forever and i'm only going to be having my third meeting in about 8 hours.
Anywho, i'm going to crash out, as i'm back up at 7 to get cleaned up for meeting/PoS training/work at Gateway. T-minus 5 hours 15 minutes until i'm back in dad mode with breakfast, and lunches and driving too and fro...
'Til next time,
Ken --- AWAY!!!
Debt is still a very real issue, as Auna continues to mess with my credit rating and savings despite not being together for over 4 years this month. I'm managing, and am working at Gateway to India again, as well as at The Lobster Shop. I never thought i'd be a two job parent, but here I am - as I live and breath it.
It was difficult at first, and I still lapse into days where I feel too exhausted for it and just want to spend the evening with Rebecka instead of going to work. I miss the days where we could come home from work/school/Montessori and enjoy a quiet evening at home with a movie, or at the park. But those days will come back to us soon. And that is what keeps me going for sure.
I have a serious amount of written 'story' to tell regarding meeting Auna and I really want to tell it on here. I have plans to, as I feel that documenting alot of these facts is crucial down the line.
I spent a good hour earlier this evening reading about my trials and tribulations in the year of 2003. It all seems so long ago, yet so near in some examples - as if it only happened yesterday. It's a bizarre mix of deja-vu and mixed memories.
It's been a task and a half to "tell my story" (as my attorney put it) because I have to rack my brain to recall certain events and lay them out chronologically. I'm also trying my best not to bash her considerably, but I have so much rage and anger built up that cannot be satiated simply by venting.
My attorney claims that I should not cling to hopes of getting my "pound of flesh", because judges do not dole it out. You have to accept that you will not get it, and move on. It's weird how divorce is this proxy battle, or war of attrition. You go in asking for very modest concessions on the part of the other party, and if they dont like what you want, they can respond in kind, until both parties are asking the world of each other and neither is getting anywhere. I'm party wondering just how long this can be drawn out for... it seems like it's been forever and i'm only going to be having my third meeting in about 8 hours.
Anywho, i'm going to crash out, as i'm back up at 7 to get cleaned up for meeting/PoS training/work at Gateway. T-minus 5 hours 15 minutes until i'm back in dad mode with breakfast, and lunches and driving too and fro...
'Til next time,
Ken --- AWAY!!!