Christmas Can Totally Freakin’ Suck it.

Christmas Can Totally Freakin’ Suck it.

I’ve been doing better. My mood has been better. I have been focusing on the good stuff a lot more lately. J and I have had some big talks, some heart to hearts. And I have been trying to stop comparing him to my ex.

I had distanced myself a little but J was his calm self. I’ve been going over there. Doing our thing. Just a little less intensity. Continue reading “Christmas Can Totally Freakin’ Suck it.”

TICB: Christmas

TICB: Christmas

Today I am crying because: Christmas is coming. It’s July. JULY. And I’m all over here like:

“Wahhhh” Sobbing at my desk at work. Festering and dwelling. Telling the guys in the back as they walk by “Wow my allergies are awful today” ::insert phony laugh:: Yeah… They are not buying that I am sure.

Why? Because these “Christmas in July” sales are getting me thinking about December. And Christmas will be here and I am NOT. NOT NOT NOT NOT. Not at all mentally prepared for the shared custody at Christmas this year. Continue reading “TICB: Christmas”

This Christmas.

This Christmas.

It’s killing me.

I am so happy to watch my little man look at the tree and the lights with wonder in his eyes. He loves all the commotion and excitement. He sees Santa and says “HO HO HO”. When I drive by lights in trees, he says “Hi tree! Bye tree!” and he is completely enamored with the fact that the bulbs on the tree look like balls.

But it’s me and him. No partner to share it with. We got a little tree for my bedroom and at the tree farm the families laughing and having fun nearly brought me to my knees. Continue reading “This Christmas.”