It has been a very good weekend. In fact, this living together thing is going way more smoothly than I imagined it would.

The kids keep referring to us as a “normal” family. This makes me both happy and sad. Sad only because the divorces (though years ago) were hard on them. I’m glad we’ve been able to give them our version of a “normal” family.

I am very happy, and I think they are too. I love them so much.




I have been feeling quiet lately. I haven’t done a lot of wordy blog posts. I haven’t been texting as much with friends.  I’m just taking it all in right now: learning how to live with a partner again, learning how to parent a child that isn’t my own, teaching my own child (and my asshole cat) how to live with others, and making sure everyone is healthy, happy, and feels loved.


the times they are a-changin’

The weekend was a whirlwind of activity and I didn’t really get a chance to post. I want to write a catch up post, but there was so much and my thoughts are a bit chaotic right now so this might be a mess.

  • I finished Couch to 5k Week 3!
  • Birthday dinner friday night with the family, followed by cupcakes and Super Smash Bros.
  • D got me a lovely necklace.
  • Freya is in a running club and she needs an adult to run a 5k race with her at the end of the season. She asked me to run with her!!
  • We moved a bunch of our stuff in and essentially started living together this weekend. I think it went really well all things considered. I won’t lie though…it helped that the kids were both gone on Saturday night. It gave us all some breathing room.
  • We went to see our house on Saturday afternoon. OMG so much progress has been made. The flooring is down. The bathroom shower is tiled. They’ve started installing the cabinetry in the kitchen. The mantles are up on the two fireplaces. It’s really looking good and I’m so excited to see more.
  • Saturday night we hit up a couple of our favorite places to drink. Eventually we ended up at our favorite wine bar, which was super busy, but we got VIP treatment from the manager. It was pretty bad ass really. He waited on us himself and made sure we had a place to sit asap. I was super impressed by the customer service. Though, to be fair, we spend a lot of money there, and I’m a member of their wine club.
  • And…then I got so drunk I left my credit card there. Oops. This is becoming a thing with me.
  • After dinner, we went to see the new Star Trek movie. Hated it.
  • Sunday stuff: I went to an outdoor concert with some girlfriends yesterday. Tribe Society, Collective Soul, and Goo Goo Dolls. Holy fuck it was hot as hell. We were all soaked after like an hour outside. It was fun though and I’m glad I went.
  • There was an epic storm last night. The thunder and lightning was intense. Freya woke us up because she was scared so none of us (except Jackson) got very much sleep last night.
  • I woke up feeling pretty homesick this morning. I missed my cat and my favorite blanket. My pillows. My fans. My bed. This is a big adjustment. That’s not to say that I’m not happy, just that it’s a lot of change all at once. I wish we were able to move straight into the house, but oh well. This will be way worth it. I’m going to bring the essentials over with me this week.
  • I went and paid for the storage unit today. My lock is on it. The movers are confirmed for Thursday morning. This is actually happening!!!!
  • My bestie is coming over tonight to help me pack and so we can have a last girls night in this place before I move out for good.

The never ending saga

of Violet versus Freya got pretty crazy last night.

Violet is my grumpy old asshole cat who only loves me, tolerates Dave and Jackson, and hates everyone else, including sweet little (almost) 10-year-old Freya. Freya loves cats and wants nothing more than for Violet to love her and shower her with affection.

Things had been better recently. Violet seemed like she was working on being more tolerant. They could be in the same room together without issue. Just a couple of weekends ago, Violet allowed Freya to approach her and she sniffed Freya’s hand. I thought we had made significant progress.

Then last night happened. Last night, Violet lost her shit and hissed and carried on like someone was trying to kill her. All because Freya wanted to sleep in my room. I threw Violet out and she hissed at me as well. I made her go downstairs and locked her out of the room. That was her punishment for being an asshole. She normally gets to sleep with me.

Freya cried. Sobbed really. And with each sob, Violet got bolder and bolder, like Freya’s fear was fueling the fire. This is something I have been trying to get Freya to understand for some time now; that her fear keeps this going. If she would find the courage to simply ignore Violet or yell at her, this would end. Violet is literally just a big old scaredy cat (and a bit of a bully). Unfortunately, I don’t know if Freya has it in her. She’s a bit of a delicate flower.

I love them both, and we are all about to live together, so I very much need them to get along. Though obviously Freya comes first.

I hope we can get it figured out. I may have lost this battle, but I plan on winning the war.

Who would have thought that this would be the hardest part of blending our two families?


*insert sigh of relief*

Yesterday afternoon, D and I went to meet with the builder to fill out our color sheet, which is a 4 page (legal size) document on which we needed to note all of our selections for the house. AND THERE ARE SO MANY FUCKING SELECTIONS: the type of brick, stones, shingles, shutters, siding, soffit and fascia, floors, sinks, stain, paint, tile, counters, doors, trim, cabinets, bannisters, mantle style, marble style…the list goes on and on. When we first started this process, I thought it would be the sort of thing where we picked out some colors, the flooring, counters, and cabinets, but that everything else would be standard per the layout we chose. Nope.  It has been a very involved process in which we picked every single aspect of how this house will look. It has been quite the time suck, and sort of overwhelming at times. 

But we did it, and it feels so great to have this part over. It is such a relief. So now the last thing is to have the pre-construction meeting, which we will have in approximately two weeks. Then they can actually start building!!!! (We went out there yesterday and the streets have been poured. The display home is mostly finished. It’s starting to look like a real neighborhood. By the next time we go, our lot sign will be up.)

Bev says she expects it will be ready by the end of June. Holy fucking shit!!!!

I’m so excited. I can’t wait to see how it all comes together. We have picked almost every single thing that goes into making this a house. This is OUR house. It’s going to be so beautiful.