Shirl has a point... I don't think I have (at least here) publicly announced the split of Didier and myself...
Mea Culpa... that is to say, with not mentioning this prior ;-).
So, um, yea... as of Sunday August 2nd... we, uh... split. And not to sound too 80's, but... it was mega harsh and I think the only person that took it harder than me, was my Mom... god love her...
I guess because at first it was so rough, that blogging about it just seemed too difficult, but at this point; a month's reflection, and a lot of socializing with friends, old and new, it's just fine, and most certainly for the best... he's moved on, I've moved on and by Oct 1st I'll have completely moved out, into the Lispine Chapel™®© (sorry Shirl the name is mine!)
As indicated in a prior post, I'm on a staycation this week and next, fast and furiously giving the apt a make over...
The last two weeks of Sept I'll be packing and slowly transporting over the boxes and boxes and boxes that are my life and by the end of month I'll have found just the right, burly furry movers to move the big pieces and *gosh, gee-whiz* I hope I have money for that... or not. ;-)
So there ya go... Misster-Kitty... somewhat single-ish and paving a new path to the fabulous and beyond.