That was fun

The other day I did four things.

1). Relinquished custody of my children
2). Got a realitor
3). Cleared out some shares
4). Vigorously looked for a kibbutz to join.


And I meant business.

Aaaaaaannd now I don't.


The good news is that my ex husband is a rock star and was overwhelmingly supportive, encouraging and sympathetic.

The bad news is that I now have a really pushy real estate agent I need to get rid of as well as really puffy eyes and a bad headache.

I don't think that kind of reaction, while certainly a long time coming, is in anyway shape or form a reasonable reaction to anything but maaaybe a Zombie Apocalypse.   And it's pretty much the shittiest feeling in the world.  Afterall, losing all hope, even if for only a day or two guts ya.


That was a really aggressive reminder that I NEED  to start taking care of myself, always.


What better way to start back on the path of happiness then to make sure I see my doctor asap complete The 30 Days of Bad Decisions challenge.   My life path is not empty and meaningless.  My life path is TO COMPLETE THIS MAGICAL CHALLENGE and document it.



Finally, out of nowhere....purpose.