Lonely Santa

So Santa was just hanging out alone one night.
You would think there would be kids who wanted to chat with him.
Alas, he just sat there in his depression.

No, it is not a masked insight into my feelings.
It was just a quirky sight that caught my eye.
He was just sitting there waiting, but no line formed.
This Santa should have hung out with me for a while,
I would have hooked him up with a cute checkout girl or someone.
(Note: Santa likes beer, so you must be over 21)

So, what day of the divorce are we on?
You know, I am not really counting anymore.
I must have run out of fingers to count the days.
Well, no that is not it at all.
I just don't need to count them.
I feel so far away from when I was married.
I feel like a totally different person.
It is new and wondrous now, everything is.
I am on an adventure that is not yet written.
I am writing it as I go along.
Sure, I am being responsible about it (how could I not).
But at the same time there is a wonder to life now.
Everything was reset to zero for me, and I get to start off new.
It is like a brand new video game for me now.

I was reading Psychology Today the other day and saw something interesting.
The article said that it takes 2 weeks for every 9 months of relationship to recover.
So, she told me she was dumping me on May 6th.
According to my web site here, I started feeling better October 7th.
So, it took 22 weeks for me to feel ok the first time.
There was a really rough time leading up to the actual divorce.
We were together 122 months.
It should have taken 27 weeks to recover.
It was 31 weeks from her dumping me until the divorce was done.
I am feeling really good now and relieved that it is over.
So, I would say statistically I am right where I should be.
I love the fact that I can use math to validate my feelings ;-)

Life is for living, and I don't care if you eat a cheeseburger or not.
It is not my issue, but I'll tell you, I am going out for a burger and beer Wednesday!