My Job
I LOVE MY JOB! I am working for a woman who owns a furniture refinishing business. Her shop foreman is teaching me everything I need to know to do a professional refinishing job. I get along really well with them, and they say that I am an easy learner and only need to be told something once. (We’ll see how long I can keep that up – there’s a LOT to remember! LOL)
It is part time, minimum wage right now, but the owner is expanding soon and she wanted me in on the “ground floor”… I think that’s a wonderful thing.
Will and I get along when there are witnesses, but not so much when there are none. That’s okay. I can deal. Especially now that I have my own home to go to at the end of the day. I think if I ever have the opportunity to advise someone in a similar situation, I will tell them to move away from the memories, the pain, and the patterns by physically moving from the home.
I’ve got to tell you, financially I am not “set”. My expenses outweigh my income, and I’m locked into them for at least another year. Well, unless I want to ruin my credit. I’ve also had to charge things to my credit card, and now I have that bill, too. The fortunate thing is that I have enough to cover my rent through the month of August, which means I have until then to make up the difference.
Nevertheless, I am happier and confident that I will be able to overcome the financial situation and move forward with grace. Too many miraculous, magical events have occurred recently for me to believe otherwise.
I’ve worked hard. I’ve overcome much pain. I am able to handle the new pains that come at me as he and I separate from one another. The hardest pain to overcome pertains to our children, the fear that I will not see them as I wish. But this is simply a fear, and I cannot let it stand in my way of creating a life that is joyful, full of love, and fulfilling in every way.
He’s taking me to court to change the visitation. He isn’t happy that he doesn’t get to be with the boys on weekends, yet he’s only asked to see them on a weekend once. I want the boys to be with their dad, too; but Will is unresponsive to my requests to rotate weeks. He’d rather I see them every other weekend.
Of course.
Court next week…I hope I get what I want, but, if I don’t, then I’ll manage the pain. I’m a big girl, and I can take it. I do wish I didn’t have to handle so much of it.
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May 28th, 2010 at 11:59 PM
Congratulations. Remember to take NOTES – the faintest ink always outweighs the sharpest memory. When they are giving you instructions, have a legal size pad with u and write it down – you can review your notes at home. Just a tip I learned when I had to learn new stuff.
You moving on with your life might bring out some hostility in your husband – he probably really wasn’t expecting all this. Maybe neither were you, and isn’t it a nice surprise that you DID it? Again, congratulations. Power always comes from action.