Thank you for stopping by my blog. This endeavor to share my life with the world will focus on the single life. My single life. My life with my two dogs, Toonie Mae Hound Princess Dog of Burney, and Charlie, the wire hair fox terrier that I am fostering for our local dog rescue group and hoping to adopt sometime in the future. He’s older, was abandoned, and is hard of hearing and partially blind in one eye. A little worse for wear, but settling into our humble household and has become a treasured member of my family. Toonie Mae is also a rescued dog that I have had 6+ years. She is a sweetheart, truly a Princess, afraid of nothing, and I try to pattern my life after her stellar attitude. Not the princess part, but her lack of fear, her idea that a nap can fix anything, and an attitude that all will be well.
My thoughts, at this point, are to post this on-line journal approximately once a week. It will be a ragtag mix of my personal journey, my dogs’ lives, some tips (well probably a lot of tips) on how I get by, maybe a recipe or two, some tidbits of advice. ….. well, you get the idea. A bit of this and a bit of that.
First a brief background. I was married for 14 years and did not, at this point in my life, think I would be heading into my golden years alone. But booze, and affairs, and bad choices made my husband decide that he would rather end our marriage. I can’t understand why he thought my objections to these things were unreasonable. Do you? The marriage was not a particularly good one even before these things started and upon reading through my personal journals my eyes were opened to what I should have seen coming. However, I had decided to tough it out, but, as bad things go, this one went. So I found myself on my own. I let my lawyer lead — isn’t that what they are supposed to do? — and ended up with enough money to buy a little house built in the early 40s. This is a good thing, but on the other hand he, meaning the ex, pulled some “maneuvers”, and I took some bad advice from my lawyer and did not pursue alimony. The process of our divorce went on and on and I just wanted to get it over with. Not the best choice, but on the other hand I do not have to confront him or deal with him any longer and had I chosen to go to court with the pursuit of living expenses I would most likely have had to deal with him forever. So I continue to try and support myself with a struggling nail salon and looking for a part-time position to fill in the gaps of my money woes. I have been through a medical transcription course that has proven not to work for me, but that is another post. This is a tough economy and I live in a small town with not much in the way of opportunities, but, like the Tooners would say if she could talk, “It’s all life, my dear, carry on.” So I do.
So what happened next? I moved to my little house by the creek, changed my name back to my children’s Sir name and life goes on. Please stop by again!