Jesus. It’s like I died or something….

OK well no.  I didn’t die.  I’ve just been doin some stuff.  (by stuff, I mean I’ve been swimming my way through a lake of elephant poo).  There is just so much stuff to talk about that I can’t talk about any of it.  And the longer I wait to visit my blog, the harder it is to do.  So I figured I’d just rip off the band aid and start with this:

I got laid off.  Almost my whole office did.  Isn’t that awesome?  It’s awesome right?  Tell me it’s awesome.

So.  There’s that.

Mark is also on the verge of being laid off.  Could happen within the next few weeks.

Thankfully we are actually doing very well as a couple.  Divorce is just a word in the dictionary at this point.  So strange that we could go from one extreme to the other.  And in like 2 months.  That seems so wildly immature to me.  As if we are 14 and every fight is the end of the world.  It feels like that having to even explain it to anyone.  Almost shameful.  In fact, now it’s just a really boring story.

“Yeah, we were like super mad at each other like.  And like we fought and stuff.  And then he was like “I want a divorce” and I was all “no way.  That’s like crazy” and he was all “yes way.  I’m gonna move out.”  and I was all “omg I’m like way sad” and he was like “aww don’t be sad.  let’s get back together”.

And then we held hands. went to Red Robbin for a burger, then to a party at Jeff’s house cause his parents are out of town, snuck in some Zima’s, and had sex in his parents bedroom.  We love each other again.