So, I spent my next to last day at work taking pictures and taking breaks. I'll post pics later.
I've been thinking a lot about this new job and it feels like pressure. I'm happy about it and at the same time, I feel like I'm finally taking that step to real.....REAL.... life. This is a huge opportunity for me....and I don't want to fuck it up....for want of a better expression.
My Baby B and I are working out his work hours to have a day together still. I'll have weekends off and he works every weekend. He might just end up going down to part time and going legit with his action figure eBay business. I just want him to do what makes him happy.
We have worked together, lived together and spent our days off together for almost a year and this is going to be difficult for us. If we can make it through this big change, we can get through anything.
Anyway, I'm off to light fireworks and hang out by the waterfront and watch fireworks.
And you know what else, this time last year, I was nervous as hell for my first divorce hearing with CP. This time last year, I wasn't seeing my kids very much because CP kept them from me and I was living with my mom, paying for an empty apartment and stressing about the judge thinking, and agreeing with CP, that I abandoned my kids and taking them from me.
What a difference a year makes. That's reason to celebrate right there.