The first day of spring is finally here! While it’s chilly today, I’m one of the lucky ones that did not receive snow, so there’s that to be thankful for. This winter has been the type that required so much energy to function through, and I’m looking forward to coming out of this weather coma and enjoying my city again.
The baby blanket marathon continues. One complete (but for weaving ends and blocking), and the second has begun. At the rate I’m going, I’m optimistic that the blankets will greet each of their recipients. This pleases me, because I hate being late, although I will often resign myself to that fact.
Divorce, on the other hand, moves slowly. The actual legal business is done, and now I have reached the endless process of a name change. It’s strange, how much of a difference a different name makes. I feel more removed from that portion of my life, because after all, that was a completely different person!
My current frustration lies, however, in the movement of the bills. Many things in the old house were in my name, and he has taken his dear time in switching them – painting me as a nag and an evil ex when I ask for updates. It is his life after all – even if these things are using my name in the meantime.
Soon, however, it will be done. And then I will have no further ties to that place. Small blessings, indeed.