Summer by far is amazing here in New England.
Even though fall, or autumn, depending on where you live, is my all time favorite time of year without competition.
Sumer has some awesome advantages.
It is warm.
The beach is so refreshing.
It is warm.
The flowers are beautiful.
It is warm.
There are fairs and festivals to enjoy.
It is warm.
Yes see when fall arrives, winter is nipping close at its heals and I do not enjoy the cold at all.
I struggle with wanting to move away to somewhere warm, which would hold many advantages aside from the warmth given I am in the are my ex is in with his new wife.
However I know it may not be the best thing for my kids, or maybe it would be since they hardly ever see him anyway and has for most of their lives mentally been an absent parent even for the 22 years we were married.
So the struggle is real for me. I know I am not alone, I know there are so many single moms out there that are single moms and not by their choice but because they chose badly, as I did.
So how did I get here from talking about summer?! Oh yes that is right because before I know it winter will be bringing me down. I really need to find a fun way to spend my winter and enjoy it. Maybe through the eyes of my son? He likes it, he used to love it but he even had a hard time towards the end of last winter.
To complicate things I feel like satan is sitting on my head. Just when things were going good and moving forward my ex lost his job, it affects me because I have no idea when he will be paying alimony and child support and then I found out I need to replace my car. I am pretty sure I cannot get a loan for a car at this point because my credit is shot thanks to the divorce and bills not being paid through it and I am self employed so harder to prove income compiled with the ex not paying his legal financial obligation currently.
Such fun being a single mom.
Actually the mom part is, I love it, the single part I hate.
Lets get back to summer because, well it is almost over.
For today I will enjoy all that I have.
