My ex continues to be a huge disappointment. He told me on Sunday night that Dave and I “wreaked amazing amounts of destruction.” He also talks about D like he’s some sort of super villain. It’s completely ridiculous.
I’m grateful everyday to be divorced. Being married to a man-child is the fucking worst.
My jaw fucking hurts and I’m just not convinced it’s related to the sinus infection. Unfortunately, the dentist can’t figure out which tooth would be causing the issue so I can’t try a root canal at this point. The pain woke me up around 2:30 am and I wasn’t able to get back to sleep until sometime after 6. Ugh.
I’m having insomnia problems again on top of all the pain bullshit.
I think I may have seasonal affective disorder. I find myself growing increasingly depressed during what should be the happiest time of my life.
And I’m losing interest in all the things I normally love.
I’m giving serious consideration to run/walking a marathon in October 2017. The training is a huge time commitment though, so i need to be sure.
Regardless, I need to get fit in 2017. Because I have a honeymoon to attend and I’m going to wear the skimpiest white bikini. It’s going to have “bride” written across the ass and be super fucking cliche. I can’t wait.
D and I celebrated the anniversary of the night we met last night at the place where we met. It was fun.
I truly understand what it means to be in love with your best friend. It is the best thing ever.
I’ve gained like 15 to 20 pounds in the last year and a half. I don’t know the exact amount because I refuse to weigh myself. I think I’m going to sign up for Weight Watchers next week. It worked really well for me last time. I lost 30 lbs on it.
Though part of me thinks: Jenn, you know how to lose weight. Just fucking do it.
Wine & beer have been the downfall of my waistline.
I’m 37-years-old and I still feel like a young, clueless girl faking it til’ she makes it. I’m starting to accept this just never stops.
Does it help to know that I’m with you on like half of that? Including the man-child ex? (Though I’m mostly grateful that I weaseled out of marrying mine, I’m sure his family doesn’t see it that way)
He’s so ridiculous.
Does it help to know that I’m with you on like half of that? Including the man-child ex? (Though I’m mostly grateful that I weaseled out of marrying mine, I’m sure his family doesn’t see it that way)