oliviall
10-07-2012, 11:20 PM
My divorce became final on Wednesday. No lawyers, just a couple hours in an office making sure everything we agreed to was written down and everything written down was agreed to. Papers signed. Go home.
Except I wasn't going home. I have my kids most weekends and that meant two days of empty house. No way. So I hit the road to see a friend in Vegas who was going to help me shop for halloween and take me out that night. On the way there I get pulled over for speeding. Told the cop I just got divorced an hour ago, he asked me if I was ok to drive, said yes, got a written warning for 81 in a 65.
Nice dinner Wednesday night with my friend and her husband (who is also my friend now). I met her six months ago after an outing in Vegas with a big group. Afterwards a few of us went to this gay bar where of course we were invisible, which was fine by me, but within 10 minutes we are talking to the only 3 GGs in the place, and we hang out for an hour or so. I talk via email for a few months with the one who was local, she's finally able to join our group for a night out, and her husband says these are the most normal people we've ever hung out with in vegas.
Shopping Thursday. Great fun time all day. Get blue shoes that actually fit and build that nights outfit around them, and a costume for halloween. Missions accomplished. We go out to the Drink and Drag (pretty slow, kinda touristy), then the Escape lounge for the Thursday night drag show. Gave many tips. Went to the ladies room and ended up assisting a woman on the floor doing her best Jimi Hendrix imitation. Her friends finally find out where she is and start to help. I avoided getting vomit on myself, which I consider a major achievement. Her very drunk friend comes in, starts to hug me / sleep on me, and asks me to put my lipstick on her. So I do. She hugs a little more before she is collected by her crew.
I go home Friday. Pick up my kids. Buy groceries. Get back to reality for a while.
Saturday I get some text messages from the ex. She is lonely. She says she has seen me be more spontaneous and adventurous and this makes me more attractive to her. That she thinks she can be a better friend as not my wife. I said, well, with reference to the adventurous bit, you don't know the half of it, and if you really want to be a good friend, there's probably something you have to know. Oh really she said, you should tell me when you have some time...so I say you have to come over in person.
Sunday morning she comes over in person, and I spill the beans. A little background on Olivia, just before we got married and for a little while after we had some private couple time at home, never left, never went out, so while this wouldn't be a total surprise. She was into it until she wasn't and Olivia was put away. Fast forward to 13 months ago, she moves out for other reasons. In Feb of this year, after I stopped believing she'd come back... I decided I give the going out thing a try and did it for the first time. Been out monthly since then. So I spilled it. All of it. Shared the photos, the absurd stories, everything.
Now she wants to go to the Halloween party in Las Vegas with me. Has been sending me her costume ideas. Trying to figure out where to best store my Olivia items such that the kids don't ask questions. Saying that allot of the assumptions that lead to the divorce were probably... faulty. Thinking maybe we should date. Tonight we've been texting about her excitement about going to the party, shoes, earrings, and controlling compulsive shopping.
I will no longer attempt to make sense of anything again I think. It doesn't seem to be very helpful. I will ride the crazy train and see where it goes, unless it upsets my stomach.
Thanks for listening. I may have left out some details. I want to save something for the memoirs which of course I will have to market as fiction.
Olivia
p.s. yeah that all happened.
Except I wasn't going home. I have my kids most weekends and that meant two days of empty house. No way. So I hit the road to see a friend in Vegas who was going to help me shop for halloween and take me out that night. On the way there I get pulled over for speeding. Told the cop I just got divorced an hour ago, he asked me if I was ok to drive, said yes, got a written warning for 81 in a 65.
Nice dinner Wednesday night with my friend and her husband (who is also my friend now). I met her six months ago after an outing in Vegas with a big group. Afterwards a few of us went to this gay bar where of course we were invisible, which was fine by me, but within 10 minutes we are talking to the only 3 GGs in the place, and we hang out for an hour or so. I talk via email for a few months with the one who was local, she's finally able to join our group for a night out, and her husband says these are the most normal people we've ever hung out with in vegas.
Shopping Thursday. Great fun time all day. Get blue shoes that actually fit and build that nights outfit around them, and a costume for halloween. Missions accomplished. We go out to the Drink and Drag (pretty slow, kinda touristy), then the Escape lounge for the Thursday night drag show. Gave many tips. Went to the ladies room and ended up assisting a woman on the floor doing her best Jimi Hendrix imitation. Her friends finally find out where she is and start to help. I avoided getting vomit on myself, which I consider a major achievement. Her very drunk friend comes in, starts to hug me / sleep on me, and asks me to put my lipstick on her. So I do. She hugs a little more before she is collected by her crew.
I go home Friday. Pick up my kids. Buy groceries. Get back to reality for a while.
Saturday I get some text messages from the ex. She is lonely. She says she has seen me be more spontaneous and adventurous and this makes me more attractive to her. That she thinks she can be a better friend as not my wife. I said, well, with reference to the adventurous bit, you don't know the half of it, and if you really want to be a good friend, there's probably something you have to know. Oh really she said, you should tell me when you have some time...so I say you have to come over in person.
Sunday morning she comes over in person, and I spill the beans. A little background on Olivia, just before we got married and for a little while after we had some private couple time at home, never left, never went out, so while this wouldn't be a total surprise. She was into it until she wasn't and Olivia was put away. Fast forward to 13 months ago, she moves out for other reasons. In Feb of this year, after I stopped believing she'd come back... I decided I give the going out thing a try and did it for the first time. Been out monthly since then. So I spilled it. All of it. Shared the photos, the absurd stories, everything.
Now she wants to go to the Halloween party in Las Vegas with me. Has been sending me her costume ideas. Trying to figure out where to best store my Olivia items such that the kids don't ask questions. Saying that allot of the assumptions that lead to the divorce were probably... faulty. Thinking maybe we should date. Tonight we've been texting about her excitement about going to the party, shoes, earrings, and controlling compulsive shopping.
I will no longer attempt to make sense of anything again I think. It doesn't seem to be very helpful. I will ride the crazy train and see where it goes, unless it upsets my stomach.
Thanks for listening. I may have left out some details. I want to save something for the memoirs which of course I will have to market as fiction.
Olivia
p.s. yeah that all happened.