Buttons the dog  and I went for a walk on Canada Day and had a chat with one of the  neighbours.  I used to ride the bus with him daily before I changed jobs  and he retired.  He and his wife were going to sell their house shortly  after but never did.  I wondered about that but wasn't sure what  happened.   Every now and again I'd see them on the porch or driving by and  would wave.
Well today I found out as we chatted that his wife died rather  suddenly during the winter.  I was shocked.  Never knew.  I looked up  her obituary and saw that it was quite small, and not a lot written  about her.   I swear I am going to write my own obituary and put it  somewhere where my family can find it.  It seems to sad to not remark on  who someone was during their life .  Just the facts and nothing else?   Who were they?  What was their passion?  But these teeny obituaries are  so sad I find.  
I digress.   
I always thought if I was ever to get  involved with someone  - a wife long gone, or even just gone, would be  preferential to  dealing with an ex.  Call me weird.    Or worse,  someone who'd never been married - unless he was 30 ish and had great  abs, because a good set of abs would not be too shabby... - oh... 
I digress again. 
And look what falls  into my lap?  A widower five doors away.     Two daughters gone from the  nest - he is a grandad and he tells me one daughter calls him every day  driving him nuts asking if he ate dinner.  Apparently she comes by and  does the white glove test to see how clean his house his.  (note to self  don't invite her over!) So... do I ask him to  to Bluesfest or Chamber  Fest?  I recall he used to listen to opera on his mp3 player.  Maybe  just a movie.  We both like good beer and scotch too, and really, isn't  this all that is needed to build a relationship?  Booze, music and  eventually the booze loosens you up and neither of us has to drive.....  and what a great way to get the other neighbours wagging their tongues.
A neighbour, memories  of a good marriage with a lovely wife, gone - no negative baggage.  I  even know for a fact that he had a very good relationship with his own  dad.  He's a bit older than XSU, but really doesn't look it - at all.  House paid, good pension -  and the possibility of .... a good scotch  once in awhile. 
yeah.... that's the ticket.  As long as the ghost of  his wife doesn't haunt  this could become interesting. 
Separated from the Spousal Unit - AKA XSU - with two daughters, it seems to make sense to move on from ennuie to some new phase. Restructuring seems to be the way to go to with life. Starting anew. Here's how I am doing it.
Moving on .
I've been blogging for a few years now.  Sometimes sporadically sometimes daily, but almost regularly.  I have finally separated from XSU and starting to live a new life on my own. The original blog  helped  me get through the painful process of the end of the marriage, along with some bumpy roads dealing with a critically ill child in the midst of the end of marriage mess.  Now this blog will see me through the new paths and adventures that life has to offer.   Restructuring my life.  My way.  My experiences, ventings, musings on that whole big and not so big deal.
 
 
3 comments:
YES! You do invite him. You can never have too many friends or too many people to do different things with. Invite him. And have fun.
Oh. And don't forget to blog about it. LOL!
love and hugs,
~ b
Here, here!
Do invite and do have a good time.
:-)
I'm out on this one, but, do you find him,
a) interesting ~ check
b) socially acceptable ~ check
c) attractive in the biblical sense???
d) someone who you can just have fun with and not expect a "commitment"? (for now?),
Well, what the hell at least you know where he lives!
let us know.......I'll live vicariously through you in the interim....
xoxoxo
L
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