You Look So Happy
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You Look So Happy
I've been in my current job for almost 3 years. About 6 weeks after I started, the crap hit the fan with my STBXAH, and the next three months were hands down the worst three months of my life. The group of people I work with is pretty small, and at the time, I was missing work and finally felt like I had to share with a couple of people at work the very broad brushstrokes of what was going on. I told my boss, and one of my peers. At the time, my peer said to me "I wondered why you always look so sad."
Fast forward to today. Last week my Tuesday night gentleman friend sent me some flowers at my office. I totally became the talk of the office (but in a good way...not an intrusive icky way). That same peer came into my office today to ask about my Tuesday night gentleman friend, and just generally inquire on how things have been going since I left. I talked a little about my new friend, and how I like that it is very low pressure and easygoing, and that the 90-mile distance is a built-in check against things getting out of hand. I talked about how great my children are doing, and how happy we are. I talked about how for the first time in years, we will be having a peaceful, joyful Christmas, and we are making our own, new traditions (Christmas dinner will be pot roast!). I talked about how much more engaged I am with the outside world again, and how I'm working on my hobbies (sewing and knitting, primarily) because I enjoy them, not because I have my work space set up in a part of the house that is away from an abusive jerk. We talked for about 15 minutes, and at the end she said "Wisconsin, you look so happy. I am so happy for you!" Then she told me she could tell I have lost weight, and that was the icing on the proverbial low-calorie cake!
Fast forward to today. Last week my Tuesday night gentleman friend sent me some flowers at my office. I totally became the talk of the office (but in a good way...not an intrusive icky way). That same peer came into my office today to ask about my Tuesday night gentleman friend, and just generally inquire on how things have been going since I left. I talked a little about my new friend, and how I like that it is very low pressure and easygoing, and that the 90-mile distance is a built-in check against things getting out of hand. I talked about how great my children are doing, and how happy we are. I talked about how for the first time in years, we will be having a peaceful, joyful Christmas, and we are making our own, new traditions (Christmas dinner will be pot roast!). I talked about how much more engaged I am with the outside world again, and how I'm working on my hobbies (sewing and knitting, primarily) because I enjoy them, not because I have my work space set up in a part of the house that is away from an abusive jerk. We talked for about 15 minutes, and at the end she said "Wisconsin, you look so happy. I am so happy for you!" Then she told me she could tell I have lost weight, and that was the icing on the proverbial low-calorie cake!
So there is life after Mr Wisconsin? Your Christmas sounds so peaceful, low key and happy.
There is nothing like having flowers sent to the office is there? They should never be sent to your home where there's no-one else to see them and engage in a little teasing.
Lovely to hear that you're thriving now.
There is nothing like having flowers sent to the office is there? They should never be sent to your home where there's no-one else to see them and engage in a little teasing.
Lovely to hear that you're thriving now.
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