I’m starting to think my boobs are a part of the problem. I truly think they are growing again – what the hell? Is this a part of the perimenopause symptoms? – the tenderness is there, but I think I’ve gone up a cup size in the last 2 months and it is quite disheartening for me. The reason I begin with the boobs is because my back woke me up in the night and I’m thinking it’s connected. 6 years ago I proudly wore a B cup. Let’s not even talk about now.
It is wonderful – the dark rooms with the thick curtains hotels create I assumed it was 4 or 5 in the morning – it was actually past 9. I read, sipped disgusting-but-caffeinated Wolfganag Puck hotel coffee and showered. I had to wear the same clothes as yesterday because the shirt I had brought had bleach stains, plus when I was taking my jeans off last night, I forgot I wasn’t wearing button-up jeans and broke the zipper when I tore them open…literally. Metal pieces went flying. We left to grab breakfast, but the hotel restaurant closed in five minutes. We went to a Denny’s with a line around the building. Second Denny’s – same thing, a line out the door (Is it free Grand-Slam day or something??), so we went to Chili’s…
…Where he dumped me. Before we even met face-to-face (which had been planned for today) he’d already decided to dump me saying he had met a wonderful woman (in the last 36 hours) “who was in the same phase of life as he was.” WHAT?!!?! So I sat there – feeling like I’d been punched in the stomach and a little moisture misted my eyes. The kids immediately saw something had happened as I’m not exactly secretive with my emotions. My little army…. Ethan assured me he would have met me first to see what my personality like was before dumping me. This is why I found Match to be so stupid, which must be Universe’s way of keeping me single. Done – no more.
The rain was so fierce on the freeways home, we saw a total of 6 accidents. I was surprised at my calm ability to drive. Somewhere in Sacramento, I ran over a piece of metal which pierced my tire, so I pulled over and Ethan & I changed it. Why bother calling for help? By the time they would have arrived we were long on our way home. Mags had a volleyball clinic tonight, so L picked up her friend while Maggie grabbed her gear and we met at a park ‘n ride.
Ethan built a fire for us at home. Today was One of Those Days: I was dumped, my Hydro-flask broke and I have a flat tire that cannot be repaired (I spend so much money on tires annually, it’s insane). I want to check into bed early since my sleep wasn’t good, still – my kids made this weekend incredible. How lucky I am with that….
Picture: The way home
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