So.... Umm.... Yep...

For those of you who don't know, (even though I assume the three or four of you who read this already do know) I have recently gotten divorced. And moved.

Just to recap (and very briefly) we are friends, getting along, just made a decision that was best for the both of us to move forward as happier people. That about sums that up, right? If not, you just ask me personally and we can clear up the rest :)

So, blog world... I have a new house. And despite all the chaos it took me to get here, I love my new house. It's bigger than the other one, which was eensey weensey to say the least. The yard is also very large, half an acre for the monkeys to run wild on. And we are a very short walking distance from a rather large and scenic park, which conviently has an elementary school located just on the other side of it. Trees, trees, quiet, quiet, and even more quiet around here. I have heard owls hooting away in the evenings, as well as a bag pipe player who I think practices in the park. Whenever there is music/concerts in the park we are in perfect listening range. Location Location Location... it's good.

For the first time in my adult life I now have a dishwasher... shocking, but true. And I think I may end up taking back all the mean things I have said about them in the past move forward more open minded towards this new fangled technology. Also, I ended up having to buy a new computer... my ten year old trusty just wasn't cutting it anymore... I have purchased two pieces of furnature that were NOT assembled... And I successfully put one together ALL BY MYSELF! That's right... you read that correctly. A computer desk, which I am computing on RIGHT NOW! And it's so not falling apart! Next will be the television console.

There are tons of projects to do around here... tons. But I have lots and lots of time to get to them all... or figure out how to get someone to do some of them for me! the lawn... Oh the lawn! It's big. Large. Expansive. Crap. I'm gonna have to mow that I guess.... Another thing I will be working of figuring out how to get out of. Making deals, trading meals, something, anything... I don't do lawns. But... I may be retracting that statement soon as well.... hmmmm, I'll have to think on that one!

Kids. They are doing great. They love the new house. And they love it when it's time to go to his house for their weekly sleepovers. They go two nights a week, every week. They seem to have transitioned well, probably mostly due to the fact that I did nothing but worry and plan and over think and occomodate the change for months ahead of time. I slipped in little ideas here and there about the upcoming change, we went through transitional phases before we moved so they could get used to how things would be, we talked about things here and there. The first day we told them there was a for sure freak out moment, but it faded fast and things almost seem normal already. And this is only week two of being in the new house. It helps that he and I are in agreement about what we are doing, there is no fighting, we are still doing things together, we get along good in front of them as well as when they aren't looking. To them, nothing has really changed except that they have two homes. They actually see him more now than they did before... so... it's all good.

So.... Umm..... Yep... That's my story. That's my life.