I moved into my own apartment about three weeks ago. Thus far I have learned:
- I am still used to cooking for a crowd.
- I am not used to being alone.
- Today I went & signed up for a library card & found myself with access to a much larger library. When you have more choices, it is difficult to make a decision. I am thankful for the Goodreads app; it helped me pare down my list.
- Dating is not for me. Probably not for a good, long while.
- I need to find a new church. I signed up for a divorce support group at one of those monster churches & had to miss the first meeting due to a head cold from hell. In the meantime, I find myself reading devotionals & highlighting Bible verses–sometimes I feel like God is telling me, “READ. SO APPLICABLE TO YOU. HIGHLIGHT THE HELL OUT OF THIS ONE, THEN WRITE IT DOWN & STICK IT ON THE REFRIGERATOR SO YOU SEE IT EVERY DAY.” And so I have. Now stop yelling at me, God.
- In all the time I spent building up my marriage, I neglected many other relationships–with family, with friends. It is time that I recognize this, work on it, and grow from it.
- My cable package sucks. No wonder it was so cheap.
- I am better at budgeting than I thought I would be. I have stuck to my grocery budget & become so methodical in stretching it that every sandwich bag of blueberries for the kids’ lunches has exactly fifty blueberries in it.
- I used to dream of the day I would get a newer, better car. Now I cannot wait until I pay off my Scion & drive it into the ground.
- For every negative in my life, there are three positives. For example, my divorce is a negative, and here are three positives:
- The Crohn’s/Colitis support group is going well & growing.
- I got a promotion at work & learn something new & (exciting to me) every day.
- I can be alone. And do things alone. And succeed. And grow.