I arrived in Colorado after a 30 hour trip across the country .. This is my new “home”. I just wish my stuff would show up!
As with everything else in my life, there’s always so much drama to get to the good stuff. The movers got delayed after I left town, and won’t even be back to my house to pack and load until the 29th. I brought just enough stuff to get me through maybe a week… Needless to say, quarantine or not, I’m going to have to get to a laundromat soon.
I miss my “people” but I hadn’t seen anyone in weeks because of the “virus” and the stay in place orders. There were no “GOODBYE” parties, or any kind of goodbyes for that matter. That part really sucked.
WFH in Colorado is amazing, though. I’ve gotten up a few mornings to more than 10 inches or more of snow. The beauty of it is amazing! I haven’t seen snow in Ohio, on this level, in YEARS! The hard part is that most of my team is online at a time when I’m sleeping. The guilt is a little overwhelming, so I’m usually online by 6:30 and online for a very long day. But with this COVID-19 thing, 60+ hour weeks are nothing .. very exhausting.
In a few days, it will officially be a year since he left me. It’s been a rough couple of days. I feel like I’ve moved backwards in obsessively thinking about him and I fucking hate it. He doesn’t give 2 shits about me, my feelings, my life, anything related to me… OH! Except my daughter’s newest “adventure”. I still have no desire to date anyone new, meet anyone, or entertain even so much as a flirtation. So over everything related to being in a relationship. They’ve never ended well and frankly it’s probably best that I just stay alone. I’m in a mood of “leave me the fuck alone!”. All around. I hate it. Not sure wtf is going on with me and what happened to turn me back in that direction but I can NOT let this shit go and I don’t know why.
Meh. Enough sulking. Everything in my life is amazing except for that one thing. Unfortunately, that one thing is having a tremendous affect on my life. Need to get back to the progress that I’d made. There is absolutely no reason to keep looking back. Unless it’s to look at my old house and when my clean underwear will arrive! LOL