When you live with a man who calls the first Friday of the NCAA men’s basketball tournament “Man Christmas,” you have mixed feelings about March. Josh and the rest of the picnic league guys took their special holiday quite seriously—it even involved a gift exchange. I found their tradition amusing, though [...]
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There were many upsides to living with Megan. She was a Ph.D. student who loved watching silly shows like “So You Think You Can Dance.” She loved my dog. She wasn’t around all the time (no matter how much you love a roommate, this is always a good quality). And, she was [...] When Erin picked us up at the Denver Airport, it was the first time we’d seen each other since my wedding. I was so thankful that our friendship was intact, because there had been some tension between us over the past year and a half. Her wedding had been a month after [...] The second half of March was a mad dash that began when I accepted the nonprofit job and put in my two weeks’ notice. Everything was falling into place. Megan agreed to let me and Tucker move into her St. Paul apartment in April, so I would exit the nest (for the [...] I’m interrupting the regular flow of my “blogoir” (that’s part memoir, part blog) to participate in the Ultimate Blog Party, which seems like a great way to discover new blogs and connect with new readers. ***** It was October 2006, and I was navigating the murky waters of match.com. Creating my profile was traumatic enough, and then the crazy guys started to “wink” at me. Could I stomach an actual date? And who, exactly, was seeking a 29-year-old divorced woman who lived in her parents’ basement? Some guys will overlook such [...] I was fresh off a trip to divorce court and had a few more days in Illinois to make the transition to full-time telecommuting before returning to Minnesota. My worldly possessions were already in my parents’ basement, and I had returned my keys to the landlord. In sum, I was deeply scarred and virtually homeless. [...] After a long day of work—oh, and getting divorced—I walked into Julie and Jodi’s house entirely spent. Spent and humbled. Make that spent, humbled, and relieved. But, I soon realized that I had come to the perfect place to let my roller-coaster feelings come to a complete stop. I was greeted at the door by [...] After my parents and I swept the floors and took out the trash, we bid adieu to the rental house I had shared with my soon-to-be-ex-husband. Mom, Dad, and Tucker headed west for Minnesota, leaving me in Illinois to wrap up loose ends. My divorce hearing would be held at the county courthouse the next [...] It had been almost a month since I left John, and I was experiencing renewed attachment to Minnesota. For the past seven years, I had been only an occasional visitor to my home state, residing in zip codes ranging from 20009, to 01060, to 60618. I had lived in an astonishing ten apartments (ten!) since [...] |
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