Eight years on ...

I'm guessing that eight years between blog posts is a long time. Oh, well. Such is my life.

Now I'm a divorced "ma'am" but nothing else has changed. Same job. Same house. Just one less aggravation. Older but not necessarily wiser.

The new question on the horizon: when to retire?

The age is rapidly approaching, faster than I am prepared for. The grandson is in Arizona and is calling!  So, do I bail at 62? Do I wait 'til 65/Medicare? If I wait 'til 65, should I then wait 'til 66-1/2 for full Social Security?  I don't know!

Plus, I need to get on to the downsizing. Too much stuff that doesn't need to be moved but not enough energy to get started.

<<shaking my damn head>>

Hello!

This is my first attempt at "blogging."  I've often been told, "You should write a book."  So, here's the best I can do, for now.

I'm at a time in my life where I'm at a crossroads ... again.  Going back is not an option.  But, do I go forward on the same road, with the same "known unknowns"?  Or, do I take a sharp right turn?  Or do I take a more relaxed left turn?  Hmmmmm ... which way to go?  This might be my last time to choose.

The latest tale in the saga that is my life:  the day before my wedding anniversary I found out that my husband has a profile on an online dating website.  This is not the first time, either.  Hence the arrival at the crossroads.  What's a gal to do?  Do I stay the course, knowing that he's done it before & he'll probably do it again?  Do I divorce him thereby ending the marriage & the inherent uncertainty?  If so, do I take the left turn or the right turn?  What's this gal to do? 

I know there are other women out there in somewhat similar situations & that's why I decided to start this blog, even if I reach only one other soul like myself.


Enough rambling for now.