Furniture

You want to know what sucks about moving when you have lived in the same house with the same man for 9 years? Dividing your stuff up. Now this sounds terribly daunting right? Not so. I had no problem leaving most everything there.

Why you ask?

Well first I was moving into a tiny 2 bedroom apartment. Why would I want a ton of crap to put into it?

Second, I really didn’t want to take more stuff to remind me of what a failure I was as a spouse and how no matter how hard I had tried I just couldn’t make it work.

So when I sat down with my husband to discuss what I was taking it was simple. Or at least I thought it should be.

I am taking the washer and dryer, the sofas, and my personal belongings. You (mr. fired husband) can keep everything else. What does everything else look like? The king size bed and its pretty frame I chose, the dining room table, our new fridge, microwave and stove. The house, oh and the really big one, the RV.

So what do I get in return for leaving him with almost everything else? Complaints that I am taking the washer and dryer. I picked them out, so why shouldn’t I get to take them? Plus the thought of taking 3-5 children’s worth of laundry to the laundry mat sickens me and makes me almost need medical attention.

He tried to argue that I can’t take them. They are a fixture of the house.

Why are they a fixture?

Cause they plug in.

Is that the stupid or what? After some arguing I of course win, and the prize? Well the Washer and Dryer of course.  So we move on and he doesn’t care that I am taking the sofas cause he hates them anyways. I leave lots of the girls toys and the big tx, the ps2, our big king sized thousand dollar bed. I let him keep the RV, his truck and of course the house. So what is the point of this particular post? Not sure it has much of a point other than me wondering why I am again hearing through the grapevine (I must stop listening to this) that I am selfish and that I left him with nothing.  I took hardly anything when I left, I cleaned the house afterwards since his disability makes it hard for him to clean. Probably why he hasn’t cleaned hardly a thing in 6 years.

I just wonder why no matter what I do to be kind, and helpful and make the transition from married unhappy family, to a separated happy family is for nothing. It doesn’t matter what I do, I left, therefore I am the bitch, and that is my new forever title.

 

So I end this post with the knowing that if you are the one that leaves, no matter what you do to make it easier, and even if its the only thing you can do, you are still an asshole.

I am okay with that.

With love the asshole,

Lady X

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