If your former Manager happens to be a member of your Fantasy Football League and said Manager appears in your doorway to gloat about beating your team this weekend, it is acceptable, but not advisable, to reply, “Well, I’m happy to know that beating my Morning Wood could bring you such pleasure.”
You remember that reconciliation that I mentioned between me and the spouse? It ain’t gonna happen. We basically came to the conclusion, well, she did anyway, that the whole talk of reconciliation was based on the fact that I was stressed out about my Mom. I can’t say she was wrong.
I thought the hard part would be letting go. Actually, that’s the easy part. The hard part is getting up the courage to say “we gotta end this”. Once the decision is made, it gets easier to deal with.
There was not one thing (or person) in particular that prompted me/us to finalize the divorce. I didn’t want it to turn into this bitter dispute, but in reality folks, there’s no such thing as a “nice” divorce. It’s easier to do this if we don’t see each other or I don’t go play with the dogs. I hate that part because I really, really miss my dogs, but it’ll be better for me in the long run.
Anyway, I just thought I’d let you in on the whole thing.