I changed my license plates this weekend. I will spare you the post about the 2 1/2 hours of my life I spent at the DMV that I'll never get back. The point is, I transferred my plates back to Wisconsin and I put them on all by myself. Now that may sound pretty lame to most of you, but it sure felt good to me!
X stuck me with a surprise debt of $600 this month, but I put my big girl britches on and called up the creditors. With a few phone calls I was able to reduce, extend and work out some payments; a major accomplishment for Turtle ol' me, who used to think not opening the mail would make it go away. Yeah, crawling into my shell never helped, so I'm kicking it to the curb.
I had an interview for a job and was turned down (didn't have the required college degree), but I feel good about it; considering it a practice run for my next interview. Plus, God has a plan!
My children are having less nightmares by the night, Praise The Lord! X gets them for visitation next weekend, so we'll see how that affects them, but for right now, they're all happily sleeping around me as I type this. We're all settling in well; we're so blessed to be here.
Amazing how a new license plate, a couple paid bills and a job interview can make me feel like a capable human being again. In the words of Britney Spears, "I'm a smart person... what the hell was I thinking?" I can't name the day I gave into X, the day I stopped being me and started being who I was told to be, but I can darn well name the day I came back.
I'm not the naive girl I went in as. In fact I'm admittedly more cynical, but not overly. I am earning my degree from the University of Hard Knocks, but I guarantee it will take me far. I'm the first to say I've made mistakes. Big, painful, lasting ones... but I won't make the same ones again.