So Why Should You Bother Reading This Blog?

January 2017 Update:
This used to be a blog about the crazy crap that comprises my life.  It’s still that, but it’s going to be less satire and “fictional” characters.  Don’t worry, my sarcastic wit is still here, though.  I want a place to vent and share and just get stuff off my chest, so I am doing that here rather than starting up (another) new blog.  The “new” section starts with the January 15, 2017 post, “Worn Out”.

Blog History:
People keep telling me that I should write a book.  It’s true, I guess – my life right now is stranger than fiction.  There are times when I just shake my head and wonder how all this crap found its way to me.
Obligatory background info:  I’m a divorced mom of two who’s in her 30’s. (On that downhill slide towards 40, but we don’t talk about that.)  I got married young, at 21, and stayed that way for 13 years.  15 months ago, he moved out.  Best thing he’s ever done for me, since I really didn’t have the courage to do it myself.  In those 15 months, I have figured out that I’m actually alot more awesome that I give myself credit for, but I rarely give myself credit for that because I have some anxiety and depression and self-esteem issues going on.  But once in awhile I do cut myself some slack.  I’m raising my kids and keeping my house reasonably clean and well-maintained and holding a job and paying the bills and I met a wonderful man who sticks with me despite the crazy drama, so I must be doing something right.
In those 15 months, my ex, whom we shall call Carl (no real names shall be used here…or shall they? I just used “shall” three times in the same sentence. Boom.) has moved 4 times, gone through 4 cars, had a baby with a 22 year old stripper (You just did a double take, didn’t you?  See why I decided to call this blog “Um, Wait….What Now?”*), lost 3 or 4 or maybe even 5 jobs, been homeless, and burned a shit ton of bridges.
I may be harboring a tiny speck of bitterness.  I also may hold myself in higher esteem than I do him.  After reading what I’m going to share here (Hey! You could even follow me, and share my posts on Facebook and Twitter and all that newfangled social media whatnot, and boost my ego!), you might agree with me, or you might think I’m an angry bitch with an agenda.  You’re entitled to your opinion, and I’m entitled to tell my story.  So read, like, follow, share, comment away.  Enjoy.  Revel in the crazy shit that is my reality.  And yes, it’s all true.  I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried.

*Actually, my first choice was “Wait, What?” but it was taken, and this was my fifth choice.  You win some, you lose some.


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