So, I'm back.

So, I'm back. That week went way too freakin fast! Had a great time!

Came back to:
1. My house is sold. Closing on or before September 1st.
2. I rcvd a settlement check from insurance for the things that were stolen out of my storage unit back in April.
3. The final divorce papers are in process. We're ready to sign them as soon as the paperwork is done.

All good things! So why is it that I'm not all that excited?
1. I've waited over a year for the divorce and the house to sell. I can't afford to get excited now. Just in case. When I have a check in hand then I'll be excited.
2. I can't deposit my settlement check from insurance without the STBX. He actually has to okay that the check be deposited in my acct. It's only a big deal because it's an insurance settlement paid to the order of both of us and we no longer have a joint acct.
AND...the STBX actually demanded that he get a cut of MY settlement check.
Ha.
As if.
As far as I'm concerned, his demanded portion can buy new school clothes and supplies for his kids.
OR reimburse me for the 9 months I paid for his cell phone service.
OR reimburse me for the total support of his children that I have taken care of for the last year and he has not contributed a dime towards.
OR it can just simply reimburse me for my pain and suffering and the operation I had to get the hemrroid removed from my ass about a year ago.
And speaking of ass, that's exactly where he can stick his head because he isn't getting a dime of this check.
3. The STBX is NOW after all this time ready to expedite the divorce because he says that if we do not have a judges signature on our divorce papers that it will hold up the title work for the sale and/or prohibit him from buying something new. He says that he "could be homeless in a few weeks if we haven't signed divorced papers because it will affect his new mortgage approval."
Ask me if I care.
I am the epitomy of patience. I have mastered the art of "hanging."

So moral of that story is that I'm relaxed and I trust that things will happen in due time. I'm not going to get my panties in a bunch NOW because he is freaking out. I will celebrate when I have check in hand and I see my first child support check.

Back to my time away...
1. I wore my bathing suit 24/7. A 2-pc w/o hesitation and w/ a feeling of grace and beauty.
(Yes that's Dancer in her bikini. Not a care in the world. Accepting that she's beautiful and dancing freely.)
2. My friend Smirnoff only pushed me off the boat once. Gave me a bruise on my knee.
(Yes that's Dancer. One leg in the boat, one leg in the water. Can't get up. SLJ laughing his ass off while trying to save her.)
3. Even though I'm terrified to get my face under water, I can still "float."
(Yes that's Dancer. At the sandbar. Floating on her back. Holding her breath in her cheeks like a freakin baboon while SLJ chuckles to himself.)
4. We purused several antique malls and I walk away w/ a brass incense burner made in China. (Yes that's Dancer getting all giddy over the Cabbage Patch Cat named "Patches" that she used to have as a little girl and is now displayed in an antique booth.)
5. We went to see that movie "You, Me & Dupree."
(Yes once again, Dancer over there busting a gut laughing at Owen Wilson.)
6. We went fishing. We went for Bass but only nabbed a couple baby Blue Gill.
(Yes. Dancer. Casting her line right there in the sea weed. Damn.)

We had lots of fun! The weather couldn't have been better. We drank. We swam. We boated. We BBQ'd. We played hard and thought little.

We spent Saturday giving SLJ's (our) kitchen a face lift. His Ex liked apples. So bye-bye went the whole apple motif and hello-hello came the brown and black wrought iron scroll Mikasa motif. Kickin.
Apples. As if.
And I did it all under $80 including the antique wrought iron scroll work Mikasa set of dishes I found a year ago at the Goodwill store. Cause I'm a winner.