My body knows the calendar
And I don’t like it.
39 years ago today, I got married. There are things to laugh about, now. Like how I chose the anniversary of the Nagasaki bombing as a wedding day. Or how I got married on the exact day that Richard Nixon resigned, so my wedding rehearsal was during the Nixon administration, and my wedding was during the Ford administration.
It seems like even though I don't obsess about dates much anymore, my body still ramps up the stress as they approach. D-Day#1 and the wedding anniversary being the worst.
I hope that once this divorce becomes final that that will go away, or at least get weaker.
It doesn't help much that I'm going through some job uncertainty right now. My last contract ended, and I'm on the bench, collecting a paycheck, but I was warned I'd be laid off if nothing came up in a month. Two months max. So I don't even have a definite date there.
The last week or so has been a bit ominous and unsettled. Now that this day is here, and almost past, I'm feeling better. I had a good client interview today, so that helps.
Short synopsis of the divorce, for those who haven't paid attention to my whining before:
D-Day 1: January 2009, discovered OM#1 (PA) and #2 (EA)
D-Day 2: March 2009, discovered OM#3
Filed: April 2009
Fired from my job September 2009
Unemployed, and postponing Divorce for over a year.
Finally got it moving again in 2012
Trial June and August 2012
We're just 3 weeks away from an entire year since the close of the trial. The judge heard the case, took the testimony, and has not entered a decision yet.
In some ways, it's good that it took a while, because I had to reconcile losing half my family farm to the cheater in the divorce. That is not something I could have accepted overnight.
I'm not sure that I have the longest divorce in SI history, but I'm certainly in the running.
Another laugh: When I discovered her new active PA and confronted her, she informed our adult children via text message, along these lines: "We've been married 34 years, doesn't look like we'll make 35".
And here we are, still technically married, 39 years today.
But only technically. I check the mailbox every day for the decision.
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