What fresh Hell is this?

The title of this blog is a favorite saying of Dorothy Parker's.  She was a New York writer around the late 20s, 30s and 40s who was famous for her sarcastic, witty critiques, and short stories. She was also a permanent member of the Algonquin Round Table, where other literary minded New Yorkers would sit around and regale each other with how witty they were.  She wrote little sarcastic phrases like:  Men seldom make passes at girls who wear glasses. And Time wounds all heels.

I think of her sometimes when things get rough. And it got kind of rough this week.

#1 - I'm officially divorced.  It took 1 and half years to end it.  I don't know why I'm not more upset. I think I'm just tired.

#2 - I'm in packing hell.  I had no idea I had so much crap.  There's a big dumpster out in front of my house and I load it up daily. It's really freeing to think stuff I've saved for years is being trashed so effortlessly.

#3 - The lovely townhome high on the hill with a fabulous view that I had chosen turned out to have standing water in the crawlspace. Not a good thing.  I had to back away from it.

#4 - In a mad scramble to find a new place, I purchased a solid townhome with good bones, but I'm going to have to do some work in the bathrooms. They look like dorm bathrooms that were built in the 70s.  So I'm about to re-enter remodel hell...pray for me.

#5 - I'm going to have to live in a hotel while the owner of my new house moves all her stuff out of there.

#6 - and for two weeks, while my EX and my daughter are on vacation, I'm going to stay at his place.  HA! That should be interesting...I must remember to look in his underwear drawer first chance I get.

At times when I was dealing with all this I thought my head was going to explode.Just this side of a nervous breakdown. But, I'm still here. Still coping.  Still wondering what shoe's going to drop next.