I got divorced. It doesn't mean I have some incurable disease and that you have to tell me "Well, you sure look good!" when you see me.
This is why I hide. This is why I don't want to go out and see people...they act like it's some miracle of nature that I am still surviving and that I still exist.
It was totally hideous when I saw some people last weekend and I felt utterly uncomfortable and weird.
Holidays, schmolidays. I cannot wait until 2013 and I can just say goodbye to 2012. It has been a most unkind year.
Ok. Now that I've got you totally depressed, here is a little holiday something-something that I thought was pretty neat:
Click here to see your house with gentle snow falling in front of it!