Day 347-Dump Day

I've been struggling all day trying to figure out a fun post. It's the beginning of another week after all, and my "in the moment" Monday behavior tends to be less than enthusiastic. I didn't do anything extraordinary yesterday to report, unless your idea of extraordinary is pizza and a Godfather marathon (now that I think about it, that's ideal to most guys I know). I, too, welcomed the opportunity to avoid putting on real clothes, not make my bed, and lose myself in behind the scenes trivia. Did you know an orange appears in the scene before someone is about to bite the dust? Next time you're watching the marathon with your husband or guy du jour, there's a fun fact you can contribute. Don't say I told ya-he'll be impressed.

With my creativity stunted by the television, I almost skipped a post today altogether. Then I remembered that it's the 19th.

DUMP DAY. Three months ago today (at about this time of day as well), I was absolutely devastated. My heart was swimmin' with the fishies.

Now a good college (guy) friend of mine told me once you've reached three months post-break, it's O-V-E-R. When he first told me that, at a wedding no less, I wanted to ball my eyes out at my misfortune. I refused to believe it and held out hope for a very, very, VERY long time.

Until one day I woke up, and the one I was crying over no longer mattered.

Some people say it takes half the time you date someone to get over them. For me, it usually takes that and then some. The proof is in the posts for sure. But this time around, remembering my friend's comment thankfully didn't produce the same reaction, a good thing because I've probably used up my free passes for crying at the office. I'm not saying he wasn't as important or I didn't care as much. In many ways I cared like I never had before. But I'm starting to feel really good about the direction my life is going, and that feeling is overpowering all others at this moment. So while I'm not bitter or relieved or thrilled to the point where I'm throwing a dump day party (though that is an excellent idea...), I can't ask for much more.

I'm off the market & in the moment!