After any good break-up, there are a few essential things that must be done. At least in QT-Land.
For me, one essential is getting out my box set of Sex and the City, sitting down with a delicious martini and watching season after season. For this break up, I specifically chose to start with Season Six … Berger. Ahh Jack Berger, I did love me some him. He made me laugh, he made me smile, he made me frown. In the end, his insecurities got the best of him, methinks. How familiar.
Yet my favorite part, my absolute FAVORITE part is when Big calls Carrie, to ask how things are “with … what’s his name? Hot Dog?” Best.Part.Ever. I think it’s the sarcasm from Big, that oh-so-Big sarcasm that has me grinning time after time. I so enjoy that about Big.
Essential number two is spending some time … not going through this alone. Poor ShaNaNa is probably sick to death of me talking and talking and talking and talking to her about everything. Even when she tries to switch the topic, I can almost seamlessly bring the conversation back around to the break up. Okay, well, maybe not so seamlessly. It’s actually more like ignoring what she’s talking to me about and then talk to her about me some more. *Laugh* Thank the Lord she loves me enough to put up with me on most days. Except when I eat White Castle in her car, then not so much.
Essential number three for me seems to be cleaning. Good Lord my house is SPOTLESS. I’ve cleaned, moved furniture to clean, emptied out closets, reorganized Emilee’s room, reorganized my room, scrubbed everything I can find. I’m not so sure what it is about the cleaning that helps me, but I must admit, it does.
Essential number four – booze. Yep. ‘Nuff said, really. (Don’t worry, CaNook! *Laugh)
Essential number five … Fun. In fact this should probably be essential number two but I’m too lazy to go back and change it now. I need the fun. I crave the fun. I look for the fun. I think for a while there, somewhere along the way in the relationship, I lost my fun. This upsets me. I think it upsets me because it’s so essential to who I am as a person, and somewhere I let that go in what I thought was compromise. I don’t see it that way so much anymore.
And that’s what they call, moving forward I guess.