I Used To Have A Handle On Life, And Then It Broke

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A bend in the road is not the end of the road… unless you fail to make the turn.
Or some such shit…..

Another good one: Live each day so that when your feet hit the floor in the morning Satan shudders and says, “Oh shit…she’s awake”

I’ve been doing a bit of living like that. Have you missed me? I didn’t mean to disappear. I have been so wrapped up in living that my blog just got pushed aside like the ugly stepchild. I know, I know, feel free to reprimand me.

So do you want an update – all two of you that are still here?

On the home front – you’ll remember the last time I wrote Monty and I were having issues. He hasn’t spoken to me since the second week of September. My heart breaks when I think about it so like all well- adjusted members of society I just don’t think about it. Though he’s almost 18 years old I’m just about at the point where I’m going to physically force him into the car with me and hold him there until he talks to me.

Here’s the kick in the ass folks. My house….since he chose to stay with his father all the time, my house has never been so peaceful. I didn’t realize how much he stirred the pot and kept things in a constant state of turmoil until he wasn’t there doing it any longer. Nora and Jimmy never fight, they actually play together. There is no bickering or arguing or sullenness. It’s like I suddenly have a different family and it kills me to admit what a shit storm my darling eldest caused on a regular basis. I sat the other evening looking at old pictures. The kids were 9, 7 and 3. I sometimes long for those days when my children looked at me as though I hung the moon and stars.

Work – still doing the two jobs, some weeks working 70 hours a week. It makes me tired just thinking about it! How is it possible to work that many hours and still be fucking broke? I just don’t get it.

Romantic life, oh jesus where do I start? So much has happened since we last spoke. I get giddy just thinking about writing it all down. I’m a 37 year old, separated, hard ass, mother of three – I’m not supposed to be damn giddy people! Twitterpated even! I’ll write an entire post about the cause of this twitterpation soon.

So yes, I’m alive, all is relatively well and I miss you guys like crazy.


Anonymous said...
November 1, 2010 at 10:40 AM

glad you're alive and kicking ass still! even better if you're doing it twitterpated!

Mae Rae said...
November 1, 2010 at 11:01 AM

oooh, now i can hardly wait for the twitterpated story. I know it must be so hard, but as a mother of three i hear you on removing one from the equation and having it be completely different.

Welcome back

Drama Queen said...
November 1, 2010 at 12:46 PM

I know exactly what you are going thru - we had the same feeling after my 19-year old stepdaughter moved out. All the negative energy went with her...whew.

Can't wait to hear the story! :)

singedwingangel said...
November 1, 2010 at 1:05 PM

Glad things are calming down in your house for you hun, sucks the reasons though. Some people are not happy unless they make everyone around them unhappy. Trust me I have a sister or 2 like that..

GunDiva said...
November 1, 2010 at 9:00 PM

I have missed you!

You know, my youngest moved in with his grandmother and once I got over feeling guilty that he didn't want to live with me, I was overwhelmed at how peaceful the household was. For exactly the same reasons as your household.

He and I actually get along so much better now and we can stand to be in the same room for more than ten seconds at a time. We certainly would not have been able to do that if he was still living at home.

MiMi said...
November 1, 2010 at 9:23 PM

My gawd, Dual Mom is back!!! I want to hear about your pated that was twittered or whatever! :)

alley said...
November 1, 2010 at 11:54 PM

YAY! she lives! I was afraid I was gonna have to take you off my list of favorites.

The kid, that would make me sad, but maybe its just what you and he and everyone else needs right now? The being apart, not the not talking.

Stay typing.

blueviolet said...
November 2, 2010 at 9:29 AM

Is the twitterpation relative to that biker? Or someone new? Missed you!

Menopausal New Mom said...
November 2, 2010 at 4:06 PM

I wondered where the hell you had been! Thanks for the update, now I don't have to show up at your work to see if you're still alive!

Logical Libby said...
November 2, 2010 at 9:31 PM

You can't just use the word "twitterpated" and not add more. C'mon, SPILL!

Nancy Deprez said...
November 2, 2010 at 10:37 PM

Hi DualMom, great that you are back. I'm a new reader and I'm hooked and looking forward to your next post about your romantic life. Yay!

gayle said...
November 2, 2010 at 11:33 PM

Glad to you are back now fill us in on the romance!!

Your son will grow up and you will be closer than ever!!

Daffy said...
November 3, 2010 at 1:02 PM

I'm Here

I'm Here

Super Duck Is Here

Never Never Fear

I Shal Wait Like a Good Lil Duck

I Want to Hear

About this Twitterpated F...err...uh.... stuff *big cheeser*

Misfit Mommy (aka the Antichrist) said...
November 3, 2010 at 9:36 PM

As much as I hate to say it, sometimes having one move out is for the best! I know I quit dreading going home after the 19 yr old step daughter moved out. My house was clean! The boys no longer fought! It was AWESOME! Ok, ok, I know, I'm not supposed to be that excited....sorry!

Nessa Roo said...
November 4, 2010 at 9:26 PM

When my oldest moved out, the same sort of calm came over our house. She's a sweetie, but she's also a little shit-starter. When she visits, it's like a crazy hurricane sweeps through here.

Lori E said...
November 5, 2010 at 5:41 PM

My eldest just walked through the door as I was reading this. He has lived on his own for several years now.
It is a great thing for both of us. His visits are nice now. It is part of the breaking away.
That being said the younger ones have the right to feel happy in their home too and his behavior will have to contribute to that. My younger son really had a hard time with the bad behavior of his brother.

Salt said...
November 9, 2010 at 11:02 AM

I can't believe you left us hanging on the twitterpation!! I've missed you too. I haven't been around much myself lately actually.

Yankee Girl said...
November 9, 2010 at 1:02 PM

I have been thinking about you!

I can't wait for more updates!

Queen of Feisty said...
November 12, 2010 at 3:29 PM

Hey I fell off the blogosphere too, but mine was to realize I was fighting the end of post partum, now what is called PTSD, post tramatic stress disorder, super. Either way clearing my head.

Oh, and remember January 3rd how I was ALL gun ho on the Lose it Bitch thing, guess what, only 312 days late to the party. I started yesterday. LOL.

Missed you


carma said...
November 19, 2010 at 12:02 AM

well, look at you reappearing!! dating and twitterpated - I'm jealous :D