it's about time

so, my husband left the day after thanksgiving.
he's gone back home to his momma so she can wipe his ass from now on.
yes, he's already trying to weasel his way back in by telling me that we can separate for awhile and if i change my mind, we can get back together.
ya?
no.

it's done.

and it feels awesome.

it's a bit daunting to think that it's all on me but it's what i was built for.
it's what i've been wanting for years.
it's what i've needed.

baby.girl isn't really sure how to act. but she knows his phone number and has about worn it out calling him.
big.girl just says, "it's about damn time. now we can all be happy."

she's so much smarter than i give her credit for.