Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Deepest thoughts and doodles

I bought a pocket sized Moleskin notebook today. I don't really know why other than I have always liked blank books and the promise of putting ideas and sketches to paper. I'm not a writer and certainly no artist but I figure if I carry it, at least my glimmers of intelligence will get recorded. It's a place where I can write my feelings, my dreams and hopes, and my disappointments. There's plenty of everything if I really set my mind to it. It will be completely private (not that anyone reads this) and I can say what I won't put online, even in a private journal. I'm not one for publishing every detail of my life anyway. Maybe if I write and then read what I wrote, I'll understand myself better, and either find that I'm normal, or, I really am a son of a bitch.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Another one bites the dust

Relationships are like any other kind of ship... when one or the other is aiming torpedoes at it, it's gonna sink.

That is all.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

That's it that's all

Today I am officially an ex-husband. I don't feel any different but my life has been mostly static for quite some time. Maybe I'll feel something about it later.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

So, that's it then.

I have received a divorce order from the court finally. As of Aug 4 2011 I am officially single again. I should have done it years ago. All it took was $467 and six months. There were those who thought I would not go through with it, in spite of my intentions to do so, but it did take me a long time to get around to doing it.

Next: actually cleaning out my closets and getting rid of old computer parts and other junk. That may be harder to accomplish.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Went to the court house.

I picked up my wife after she got off work and we drove to the family court to file various divorce application forms. The clerk in training was very helpful, showing us where to make corrections and explaining the forms. She also took our sworn statements and notarized them. I gave her $447 worth of money orders to cover the court fees. As long as everything was done properly, around about May/June, my wife and I will be exes.

I drove my wife back to her car and brushed the snow from it, as mine was already clear. She said, "You're being nicer to me than when we were married", a reference to the fact that we haven't considered ourselves as "married" in a very long time.

I said, "I used to scrape the ice from your car before I went to work in the morning."

"Not all the time."


Wednesday, January 19, 2011

So, we meet again. Sort of.

Three years ago, an online relationship of mine ended rather badly. Stupidity, with a mix of uncertainty and immaturity was my part of its failure. A week ago we tentatively reconnected and have been talking on the phone.

It looks like we will meet in Toronto in February and come back to Kingston for several days. I am a happy and optimistic fellow.