Peg, why the sigh?...

Well, since you asked:

I blogged that AFTER all your phone calls... the sigh is because of the pain and annoyance you were causing. Sigh also because of all the things I wanted to say on MY BLOG... but I couldn't 'cause I knew you're were reading it now. I wanted to rail against the hurt you're causing. I was still trying to NOT cause you any more pain than is necessary.

Yes, I have what I wanted... not because I wanted my marriage to end... not because I craved a single life... but because I couldn't live any longer the way I was living... because I could NOT wake up anymore dreading what kind of mood I'd find you in.

I realized this morning while driving down the road, I don't RUSH anymore. I used to be in a rush because if I'd go somewhere (a store, for example) and do what I do... just roam around and enjoy myself... I'd have to then RUSH home because you'd be impatient or you'd be assuming I was doing something I shouldn't be doing.

In the last year, I tried to stop doing that... I tried to TAKE back the ME that I am... to do what makes me happy (sit at Starbucks just relaxing, for example) AND keep my marriage... but it didn't work. And so here I am, on my way to being single... even if it's not ultimately what I wanted it IS what I've chosen. Am I happy? Not yet... but I do feel that's where I'm headed. I am content...

Starting now... I will write what I want on MY BLOG. I'm taking that back too!

for what it's worth...

my separation agreement is signed, notarized and on the way to my attorney.
sigh...

headache stalls haiku

recovery period

news at eleven

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More Calvin and Hobbes...

I've been remiss...

I believe I've left you hanging when it comes to meeting my buds.
Let's see, I've introduced you to "T" (the skinny lil bitch), "Baby Gurl" & her hubby, "The Saint", "The Scholar" & his wife "J", "the Director" & his wife "the Stresser" and "the Smoldering Ember". And there's ME of course.
Here is:

"Booger"

"Hands"

The nickname Booger is a Loooong story, I'll tell you sometime. "Hands" (T's Hubby) on the other... uh heh... hand, is fairly easy to understand. He's quite good at giving massages. And while we're on the subject of massage... here is my favorite massage therapist in the whole wide world:

"C"

L.Y.

Anne Rice...

Here's what I'm reading now:

Talk about STEAMY!!!!!!

it's here, it's here, it's here!

the laptop is finally here.... YES!
I feel like I really earned it considering the hoops I had to jump thru... but Dell came thru in the end... thank you Jason (the young man at Dell sales). I emailed and called that poor southern kid unmercifully. I'm sure when he heard "Jason... it's Peg... " he just cringed.

I feel the earth move, under my feet... I feel the sky...

you touch me, move me

not only with hands

with visions, with words

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SNOW IMAGINATION

We got some snow in the area... it started on Monday.
We left work early and opened late on Tuesday. On the way "home" Monday, I was driving really slow (I've played this game before, thank you) and damned if I didn't slide right off the friggin' road. I mean really slow and NO brakes, no way. But there I went. Luckily, it was a shallow ditch and I have a lot of clearance in my Xterra. I just backed right out and inched my way on down the road.

I'd like to see some more snow, at least enough to do this:

Calvin & Hobbes is Great!

Thanks, I feel much better now...

Thank goodness they decided to have a "makeup" Fantasy Fest! I'm house and puppy sitting again... YES!
I just got out of the hot tub... Wow, I just love that thing. I really NEEDED it tonight. Was feeling a little ... out of sorts... you know how it is.
But the hot tub was just the thing. And it has jets in all the right places.

3 4 2day

unabashed desire

I make no apologies

carnal appetites

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you thrill me my dear

more than you can ever know

tell me more stories

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little messages

traveling through the ether

stories to entice

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