I didn’t go to yoga class today. I said I would. I packed my bag last night. I made a list of classes. Everything was in the car.
But after teaching all day and then waiting at the dentist and then shopping for luggage for my son who is going off to college and seeing my ex’s new fancy house with a pool in the backyard, I didn’t want to go.
i was tired, hot and little sad. Not really sad. I love my cute little green house and at this point, I can say that I am really happy for him and his new life. I’m even excited for the new adventure my son is embarking on.
I wonder if I’ll feel that way when my ex remarries on Thursday? Good thing I’ve got a comedy show booked for that night!