New home

I move into my own place next Wednesday. I am so excited to have my own space again. Before getting married, I LOVED living alone. My stuff, my mess.. no cleaning up after anyone else, decorating as I wish etc. Only thing I am going to be lacking is a dog :( I can play with the landlord's Welsh Terrier, Yoshi I'm sure and he will have to suffice until I have the time to get a dog of my own.
I spent about $500 at Ikea the other day and got this bed:

Total princess bed, right?

The husband would have hated it..  which gives me all the more reason to love it :)

New ink :)

And a mere $13, too!
Cathedral Tattoos did a Friday the 13th promotion for Cause for Paws, so all proceeds from the tattoos went to help homeless doggies and kitties. So I got cheap ink PLUS helped the animals :) I guess they did about 160 tattoos on Friday. I'd believe it because my friend and I were there for for about 7 hours waiting (she was there even longer)
This particular design, and all designs they did that day are called "Flash" tattoos. It dates back to sailors getting into ports and getting a quick tattoo done. So for the Friday the 13th event, they had all pre-chosen "Flash" (very old school) and you could choose from that selection. No customs or alternations to the design. I like this little bird though.. plus it's my first tattoo with actual color! :)

I don't even know what to say. There is so much but it all comes across as whining and I hate that. I suppose I'll wait for a more positive day if that ever arrives..

And it Starts..

..the asshatery. (I know that's not a real word because my Mac has underlined it red, but yeah)

I really don't want to make this a husband-bashing place but seems like it will be, at least for the time being because I need to vent.

First, I woke up to him saying something along the lines of "You know, you don't need to be so snippy about this.."
You know what? I can be as 'snippy' as I damn well please. Thing is, I wasn't even being snippy-- I was just sending along some information. If he took it as snippy then fine. I listened to and put up with his verbal tirades for the last six years, not even snippy but full on MEAN and ABUSIVE. Snippy? SNIPPY? Ok, enough on that..

Second, he changed the eBay password. Now THIS makes me want to be snippy. We had almost 500 on feedback (oh how I wanted the new color of star that eBay offered for 500 *sniff*) Over 400 of those babies were mine and mine alone. Now I get to start all over on eBay from zero. We all know that eBay sellers don't like to deal with people who have zero on their feedback. ASSHAT!

Third, he still doesn't know my grandma has passed away. Why? Because he hasn't asked! I've been thinking back to the past months where I said things along the lines of "Yeah, grandma isn't doing too well.. we may have to put her in a home."
*cricket chirps*
Seriously, it was like I hadn't said a damn thing.
Or "My aunt says my grandma is really going downhill fast. I feel so bad for her. "
*cricket chirps and tumbleweed blows by*
NOTHING. Way to be supportive, dude.

Yes, I think I have finally reached my angry stage.

Happy birthday to me!
I had a bit of an emotional setback tonight. Started feeling sad for the first time in weeks.. the fact that I'm starting my life anew at this age etc. And I was feeling bad for the husbundt ** because I think he will be alone the rest of his life and I also wonder if he has some sort of mental imbalance.
He used to be wonderful. Hell, I wouldn't have married him if he hadn't been. I wonder what changed. When did he decide to become so cruel? And why??


**don't want to call him that anymore as it's too cute-- what's a good name for a soon to be ex???

Happy times.. I'm ready for them!

My grandma passed away yesterday evening. I was in the supermarket checkout (of all places) when I got the text from my cousin.

I hope she is in a better place now. I don't believe in god.. but when people I love die, I like to think that they go to a nice place where I can one day see them again. 

I'm really in need of some sunshine and happy things.

I am so behind..

There is a bit of family drama going on. My aunt had to take my grandma in to live with her and my grandma has been unresponsive since. They even had the priest in to give her her last rites and she wouldn't even open her mouth for communion. Hospice has told us it's the end and to stop offering her food and water. It's so sad, she looks so frail.

Then there is my own shit with the separation and divorce. Don't ask. It's about to get nasty I can tell.

Lastly, I finally started my second job today. I like it a lot but man, it's a lot to learn! I am responsible for 16 teachers and all the weekly lesson plans--- which are also 16! Yikes. 

I really, really hope I can work two jobs, cope with my grandma's death and the family drama it entails.. and then deal with my impending divorce and not lose my mind. Yes, my plate is FULL.