I have blogged before about how both Barely Husband and I were terrible at remembering our wedding anniversary. It has become one of those ironic things in life that, since we split last year, I have remembered it both times.
It was yesterday and the date kept on staring back at me all day long. I had to type it on so many documents, it’s silly. Every single time, it clicked and I thought, ‘Go Away!’
He has been in a good mood and has not mentioned finances again. For a change, he needed me. He didn’t know where he’d left his spare car key and he needed it because he was selling it. His secretary was tasked with finding it. Better than him going through my stuff in the house and accidentally coming across my naughty drawer that has become a thing since we split.
Key found, he had the decency to drive over to pick it up. I have Raven this weekend and he wouldn’t see that key for another week hadn’t he come. Also, that would have been to close to their trip date.
It’s over now. Another year gone. A year literally alone.
Here’s to hoping 2018 will be better and this date will not stare at me anymore. Cheers!