DeniseJP
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Sure enough there were six kits waiting for me when I got to the barn, tucked away in their next box. Juno has grown into a big doe - too big to continue showing but she is the most amazing mum rabbit.
Last night involved a large bag of carrots, some oats and some apples. I was everybody's favorite then.
And the complaints of hubby are back... we are still in the year of "Let's get Benn graduated and see what we are going to do."
The complaints - "We have nothing in common." I try to make an effort - all of a sudden he was going skiing this morning with a client who calledd last night - I sail in the summer with the client. I asked if I could go too... knowing the answer: "No, I am leaving now" which translates into "You have to go feed your animals, which I hate and don't want." Attempts to try to get him to socialize with people I like are always met with a brick wall: "I don't want to that. I don't want to hang with those people." The problem is they don't drink like he and his friends do and in order to clear my own head, I have switched from glasses of wine at night to tea and feel great and clear headed. Why try to keep up with the Joneses when they are headed down a road I do not want to travel on?
As July 16th approaches I decided to look at things a bit more courageously than I have in the past. After over 25 years together and almost 22 years of marriage, it has to count for something. I started looking at modular homes and property that I could have a tiny house on - a house of my own. After all, hubby told me the other night "Figure out what you need to live on." I found a little Cape Cod and an eight acre plot of land down the road that I would need about 6,000 down on... will have to cross the bridge on the house when I figure out the land. I have to get creative there but the most important thing is that I can see outside the box finally - that I am not a victim - I am an adult and will move forward.
My family is in CT and CA but I have a good job here with health benefits and a pension and I love what I do, even though it is not "big bucks." So it makes sense to stay and enjoy my job, my sons (who are 18 and almost 20) and most importantly, my horses and rabbits and the dogs.
It took a lot of soul searching and strength to come to that decision so when hubby comes back at me I will have an answer.
Going out to feed those that matter in my life.
Denise
Last night involved a large bag of carrots, some oats and some apples. I was everybody's favorite then.
And the complaints of hubby are back... we are still in the year of "Let's get Benn graduated and see what we are going to do."
The complaints - "We have nothing in common." I try to make an effort - all of a sudden he was going skiing this morning with a client who calledd last night - I sail in the summer with the client. I asked if I could go too... knowing the answer: "No, I am leaving now" which translates into "You have to go feed your animals, which I hate and don't want." Attempts to try to get him to socialize with people I like are always met with a brick wall: "I don't want to that. I don't want to hang with those people." The problem is they don't drink like he and his friends do and in order to clear my own head, I have switched from glasses of wine at night to tea and feel great and clear headed. Why try to keep up with the Joneses when they are headed down a road I do not want to travel on?
As July 16th approaches I decided to look at things a bit more courageously than I have in the past. After over 25 years together and almost 22 years of marriage, it has to count for something. I started looking at modular homes and property that I could have a tiny house on - a house of my own. After all, hubby told me the other night "Figure out what you need to live on." I found a little Cape Cod and an eight acre plot of land down the road that I would need about 6,000 down on... will have to cross the bridge on the house when I figure out the land. I have to get creative there but the most important thing is that I can see outside the box finally - that I am not a victim - I am an adult and will move forward.
My family is in CT and CA but I have a good job here with health benefits and a pension and I love what I do, even though it is not "big bucks." So it makes sense to stay and enjoy my job, my sons (who are 18 and almost 20) and most importantly, my horses and rabbits and the dogs.
It took a lot of soul searching and strength to come to that decision so when hubby comes back at me I will have an answer.
Going out to feed those that matter in my life.
Denise
