Guilt by Association

So much for taking a vacation day on Friday. I find that my plans don't seem to stick these days. The office seems to be taking over and I'm feeling really bombarded. Stuff just keeps coming up.

On a good note, I did decide to book my vacation from Tuesday next week onwards. So I won't have to go back to the office until January 8th. That is fantastic news. New year, fresh slate, or so I hope. 2006 was a really crappy year for me, big time. The only silver lining this year is that I finally got my name and identity back, and I'm finally rid of my jerk of an ex husband. Ok, and I made some good friends, but still....alot of crap this year, and regardless of the few good things that did happen, it was overall a very bad year. Come to think of it, so was 2005. Wait, and 2004. Either way, 2006 was definitely worse than those years. At least, I think. Hmmm....what is it they say? Luck comes in 7 year strokes? I wonder when the good luck will start again? Man, that's depressing. I'll drop this topic for now...

As for my ex, I did give him a piece of my mind today. He called and asked me for help with something work related. I was in disbelief. He called from another number that I didn't recognize so I actually answered the call. Then he started talking like nothing was wrong. I told him that he's a real jerk, and that I've had it with him. Don't call me again. And yeah, regarding your party for the kids, thanks for making the kids look like the class idiots. The only people you've harmed is them. And by the way buddy, I'll cancel my party but you owe me the deposit back. Yeah, you. Call it a penalty for your assholeness. He agreed to pay it. Especially since I told him I would not have anything to do with him. After he agreed to pay for it, I told him I still wanted nothing to do with him. All he's doing is proving to the world that he's a nutcase and a jerk. I am so sick of it.

It's embarrassing to even be associated with him in any way, even as an ex. I mean, admitting that he is my ex means admitting to the world that I was actually dumb enough to marry him. That tells the world that at least at one point in my life, I had no standards, and no class. Nice.

End of Rant. Wow. I feel better now :)