I did not do much to mark the occasion of the divorce. I made it through the testimony fine. I teared up when my amazing mother testified as my witness. It was a dual punch of hearing the officialness of the divorce and hearing my mother continue to stand with me as she has always, always done, right or wrong, good or bad through 37 years. My Mama and I had peach smoothies afterwards and held hands in a bagel shop. I took the girls to see Night at the Museum II. It was just what felt right.
However I did do something rather selfish. Throughout my marriage I could never have a pretty bedroom. It always had to be masculine or neutral. (Bleah, right). So I was at Target the night before the hearing and found this Shabby Chic coverlet on clearance, (clearance people, as in super-duper on sale). Then I went the next aisle over and found these lovely spring green bamboo sheets that feel like heaven. When I was married I couldn’t have a girly bed and I certainly never had enough money to treat myself. So, I bought them both. And now my bed looks like this. It makes me feel happy and at peace when I climb in and my bunkmate agrees that it’s not only pretty but so darn comfy.