It's finally official. I'm a single again. No more commitment. No husband, and mortgage and two cats. Oh, wait, now I have a mortgage, a dog and a roommate. My how things change and still stay the same. Tonight I celebrate on my radio show. Tune in. My perverse mind is planning a wedding dead pool. How long until I slip another ring on my finger. It's amazing I don't recoil in terror at even the thought. I give myself 3 years. or 30.
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hey Heather! great meeting you at Blogher...
and congrats on the divorce. My last one is four years behind me, and I still have no desire to jump into that kind of a binding social contract any time in the near future. Marriage is for those with far more "intestinal fortitude" than I have.
heck,at this point the biggest commitment I'm willing to make is to a business venture. At this point in my life, it's far more secure and less of an emotional minefield than a marriage.
:-)
Tish
Posted by: Tish G | August 09, 2005 at 06:52 PM