Things are going well. Work is pretty good... got some good things to work on anyway.
I was planning on selling the house, but after sitting down and running the numbers I really don't think I can afford to sell right now. So, while we have to wait a year or two to sell it's kind of nice to know that we're going to be there awhile and we don't have to start packing.
Things are moving forward with my Grandma's house. We've been over picking up the stuff that she gave to me and Arianna. Kind of sad, but also puts a smile on my face when I look around at home and see things that remind me of her.
School is going well for Arianna. I think I'm going to plan a Disney trip to reward her for working hard. Probably won't go till next November or so, but it gives us something to look forward to.
Helped Steph and her boyfriend Jeff move into a new place yesterday. She sold her house and Jeff is in the process of selling his place. They bought a really nice 5 bedroom place out in Waunakee. Nice... really nice. Huge. I guess the builder was trying to dump it cheap because he was losing his ass on the place. Good for them.
Arianna is still drinking out of the fish cup you gave her. Says it reminds her of you. : )
As far as my love life... nothing to report. I've not been dating or anything. Weird... I just don't care at this point. I'm still feeling relieved inside that I don't have anyone yelling at me or anything. I have fewer time commitments... it's just a good feeling right now.
One thing that does feel weird though is my age. I feel like the girls that are my age are too old for me. Most haven't taken care of themselves and it shows. But the girls that are younger... what are they going to do with a 45 year old dude? Weird... never gave it much thought before. I need to find someone in the 35-45 range that is fun and I'm attracted to. Where do those girls hang out? : )
Starting Over... Again
Well, here I am about to turn 45 and I'm starting over again. What went wrong and why are relationships so difficult?
I story I received from a friend awhile back... before I got married...
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
