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Lady Bird Lake in May with all us Cap2Kers |
2013 has snuck up on me fast and furiously. I think I could hear the brakes squealing as November and December roared up, but I wasn't ready to have 2012 down in the memory books. It was a whirlwind year. Aside from all the stuff going on with Sinatra, mainly the legal shenigans that were a constant thorn in our sides, we managed a pretty good year together.
Work rolled along steady, nothing new there. I am actively searching for opportunities in teaching in my field but dutifully doing my same-ole, same-ole to keep the status quo. I'm involved on the board of my state's audiology group and that has been an eye-opener in the span of my field's future. No more head-in-the-sand mentality here. Seeing how I'm slated to be the Prez next year, I've committed to staying informed from here on out.
I was able to get ready for my tri season with several long runs including a half-marathon and a 10-miler, a 2K lake-swim for prostate cancer, and a 150-mile bike ride for multiple sclerosis. The tri season began and I went to a new level (for me) and competed in larger races to challenge myself. I began swim lessons three times a week, and celebrated the year that had passed since I was dealing with breast cancer and going to radiation every day for 6 weeks.
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Team Mighty Fine Cycling before the MS150 |
Travel was yet again my saving grace. I was able to fit in two ski trips, one to Tahoe just Sinatra and I and our also-kidless friends, and one to Colorado with all the kids. June brought another travel experience.. .Hello NOLA! New Orleans with old high school buddies and lots of unmentionables. Yes, at age 42+, we can still have a weekend where we party like its 1986....we regress that much in a matter of a few hours and a few cocktails.
Side note: Does anyone see how many times I'm writing "we"? After my divorce it took a LOOOONG time to stop saying "we" and start saying "I" about everything I owned or did. It used to be a conscious effort every time. Guess that's all for nothing now that I'm back to a "we". Its ok, I like it.
To cap off the summer Sinatra and I flew to Costa Rica. Paradise, indeed. It was a trip offered by my former boss and his family, and we couldn't refuse. So glad we didn't. My inner spirit was rejuvenated as we experienced the carefree beach life in Jaco.
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Welcome to the Jungle.... |
The Fall is time for end of season triathlons and my racing buddies and I spent our last weekend in September making the most of a small-town but big-time tri, ignoring the wind, rain and cold, and warming up at one of the many wineries nearby in between events. Enduring the weather during that sprint tri and relay-half-iron was its own tough-it-out challenge, but the company I kept made me so fulfilled and thrilled to be there.
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This is me, looking for the wine. Its promise led me to the finish, I'm sure |
Thanksgiving and Christmas rolled up, with both my girls' birthdays the end of the year is always here and gone in a blink of an eye. I will never have a breathe-easy, relax and think of the Reason for the Season as long as those girls keep having birthdays. I told them this year, now that they are older and more interested in moula than toys, if they'd consolidate their birthday parties into a smaller group of girls, maybe out to dinner and a movie, rather than a huge production (we did TWO of those in a matter of 2 weeks), they might get some cashola in their stockings instead of Dollar-Store trinkets.
At least that's what Santa told me.
But now its the new year, and since Sinatra's custody issues have been worked out, we are both much lighter for it. His coming here bi-weekly on his off-kid weeks has been the best of both worlds. I'm at work, he's working here when I get home, and its been real normal and calm. Its a weird surreal feeling to be living in this new-fangled limbo, somewhere between living together and non-marriage, but then again, there isn't a timeline anymore and there isn't any rules we must adhere to, so who's judging?
He's commuting for me and also his work, but since I'm not planning to make any moves closer to him either, then this is it. Not really limbo. Not really final either. I sometimes allow myself to wonder how long can we do this? Anything can change in the amount of time it will take for some or all of the kids to finish school. But I will continue to hold onto this place we have created. I admit I have my down thoughts at times when I miss him, but mostly I am doing well with our time together and our time apart.
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Happy times...yes, we are a happy "we" |
Someone recently asked me how long ago I divorced. I responded "almost 6 years ago" and she said she remembered I was married, but wasn't sure when or if I divorced. She noticed on Facebook how NON-married I acted with the man in my life, in the posts and pictures. How revealing! How I am nice and loving to him in the online public, and a married person noticed the difference and assumed correctly that this man is NOT my husband. What to think about that? Hmmm.
One marriage down, I learned a few things about how to treat a partner. I have learned to be more patient and more considerate, and not say every nasty thing that jumps into my mind when I'm irritated, and to shut the bathroom door when I go. I try to make things even-steven financially, work-wise, and with the kids. I remember the resentment when I wasn't being heard and I try to voice my issues in a way that demands attention but not anger. Sinatra is even better at all of this than me.
As I have been a mother for over 14 years now, I can reflect on how my girls are becoming interesting and responsible little ladies, and I am pleasantly surprised as the days go by and they grow up before my eyes. We have our fights and our fits but our happy co-dependence on each other in this household when it is just Us Women makes us recover from strife quickly, and there is plenty of laughter. Our days are knee-deep in cheer, piano and volleyball and I love watching them make their way.
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Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dah |
Here's to soaring off into 2013....
Wheeeeeeee! |