Day 13: It Could Be Worse!

This is my motto for 2009 ... it could be worse. Because this has not been the best year of my life. Things have gone wrong. My marriage ended. Money has been in short supply. The real estate market continues to suck. I turned 35. Lulu started a new school. Boo had to adjust to not having her at his side every day. Work has been frustrating. We've all had to get used to a new schedule, earlier wake-up times, visits from Dad three times a week, and really, a whole new life.

But ... you know what? We HAVE adjusted, the bills are getting paid, life as a single mom turns out to not be all that different from life as a terminally unhappy wife of an uninterested, unengaged partner (actually, it's SO much better!), Lulu and Boo are both healthy, happy, and thriving in school, I have a job. I'm still 35, but aside from that, it's not so bad. And it could be a whole lot worse.



With that said, here are some recent moments of happiness ...

1. My bed. Shortly after exH moved out, I purchased a new mattress. All in all, I took the separation in stride -- the timing of it was a bit of a shock, but the fact of it was inevitable -- except for the bed. I could not sleep in that bed one more night. I went out one night and ordered my dream bed -- a luxurious king-size memory foam behemoth that took two very large men about half an hour to wrestle up a single flight of stairs. (It was cold you see, and memory foam in the cold becomes unfortunately brick-like in consistency.) I am still paying off the bed (24 months! no interest!), but I do not regret it for a moment. It's big enough for the three of us to snuggle in while watching cartoons, reading books, or having a little sleepover like we did last night. Not that I slept much, mind you, with Boo's feet stuck in my back, but there is something sweet and satisfying in a primitive sort of way about all of us sleeping in the same bed. Don't get me wrong -- I am very glad every one is back in their own beds tonight! -- but once in awhile, I can't resist.

2. Slinky. I bought Lulu and Boo Halloween-themed Slinkys at Target today on clearance. They loved them and seemed thrilled when I told them I had one as a little girl. It's fun when they embrace something I loved as a child (see below, The Little Prince).

3. Good friends. I am not great at friendship. It takes work and energy and as much as I love my friends, it's tough for me to summon up enough energy to reach out and carry my end of the relationship. I have lost so many wonderful friends over the years ... job changes, marriages, moves across the country, new babies all make it harder to stay in touch and as much as I hate myself for it, I just don't. Still, I am so lucky to have a few special friends who stay with me anyway. These are the kinds of people who, even when you don't talk to them for months or (yes it happens) years, still know you and can pick up right where you left off. There may be some catching up and filling in to do, but the core of the friendship is still solid. I called one of these friends the other night and just hearing her voice made me feel better. She knows me so well even though we only talk every few months and see each other once or twice a year. I caught up with another friend this afternoon and it was exactly the same. I was instantly at home with her, filling her in on the latest, chatting with her little daughter, who was once Lulu's best friend. I invited them over next weekend ... I hope we'll stay in touch more often than we have the past few years.