What an exciting time

“You know, this is really an exciting time”


I look at my father in disbelief.

My separation, and impending divorce? That is what he views as exciting?

Ummm. Are we looking at the same life?

Here are the five most exciting things I have been doing this week:

1. Meeting with lawyers, and placing a dollar value on the last six years of my life. Unlike Mastercard, I am not priceless.

2. Trying not to cry with frustration as I try to open bank accounts, shift money from old accounts, and understand the various financial “products” that a twenty-two year old name Tiffany cheerfully offers me while simultaneously texting on her phone.

3. Emailing old work colleagues, letting them know I am unemployed, broke, and in need of work, while trying to sound professional, upbeat, and not at all desperate.

4. Listening to my father, who stepped into the gap vacated by my husband, and started to offer unsolicited and unwelcome advice on how I should live my life.

5. And last but not least, I am realizing that I am thirty-five and living in a retirement village, with my mother.

Yep. What an exciting time.