As an introverted 50-something, I feel like I should be settling in and hunkering down for the next stage of life–retirement–woo hoo!
Instead the big dirty D has thrown my life into a tizzy, and I’m starting over in a new community.
How did this happen, you ask.
The Coles Notes version is that I left my Sailor once before. After a wobbly start, my Boy and I made a new life for ourselves.
Then the Sailor started hanging out at my house…every weekend. He pretended to be responsible and mature. And slowly, he wormed his way back into my life. (Don’t judge me–single mothering is hard!)
In a truly spectacular display of poor judgment, I sold my house and put all my cash into a “retirement” home for the Sailor and me.
My Boy and I moved in with the Sailor… and his web tightened around us.
It was all good in a zany “I Love Lucy” way until I started catching the Sailor in lies that made the bile rise to the back of my throat like the start of an ugly migraine.
We’d been down this road before. I was sure he was a changed man.
Wrong! Repeat after me, my pretties, people don’t change!
What was that–People DON’T change!
A few months into our new, improved life and marriage, I learned about his BS (Big Secret).
Realizing I’d rather live in a tent under a bridge than stay with him…I became a long-term tenant in a vacation cottage in my new town.
Remember I said I sunk all my money into our future retirement home? Fun fact–I can’t access any of it until this never-ending divorce is done and dusted. I’m stuck in this weird housing limbo, worrying about how I’m supposed to change my driver’s license and car insurance when I no longer have a fixed address.
The rest of my little family?
My darling boy’s at university. He makes me proud to be his mama everyday.
The Sailor alternates between trying to squeeze every penny out of me (that’s right–he’s demanding a huge payout from the home I bought) and asking me to come back to him…’cause everyone knows trying to screw over a woman is the key to winning her heart.
He has never apologized for his BS or made any effort to resolve it.