I’m really tired. I can’t wait to get on the plane and have some adult time far away from Florida. This whole co-habitation situation is draining everything I have in me. There is no animosity. The situation is just there. Lingering… Slowly moving. Slightly aggravating. Fine tuning legal documents, making sure my kids are ok, figuring out what I am doing next. It’s a lot. I am doing my very best to just deal with it, with a smile on my face, and not snap at people when my patience is running low.

The good news is that I will come back from my trip to my new life. Now a true single mom and not a married single mom. I don’t think I can stress enough how different the two are.

I can’t wait to paint my walls, get rid of things, and not find my bath towel wet when I actually need it. It’s the little things.