I thought the Holidays would be tougher...
I won't lie...it hasn't been a great year for me. On Monday it was one year (though I actually marked it Saturday as THAT was the day (the Saturday after Thanksgiving)) that Deb sat me down and for the first time told me she was unhappy. I remember vividly the day...the conversation and the fallout. It started what I've come to refer to as (hey I do dig Star Trek Voyager) my 'Year of Hell'...the year where I have basically been reset. I'd love to say it's been easy and dandy but it really hasn't. Since I've written last...I've moved into my new apartment...then lost my job...almost restored but then fully lost my marriage, financially tanked and then recently lost my apartment and up and QUIT the job I got two months ago. I'm now living with my parents in Fairport and working in retail again. I've reset not to 'pre-Deb' Will...but actually 1998 Will. It's somewhat surreal for me in a lot of ways. Last Wednesday ...