Taxes, Waiting for the next drop.

Day 10 – I think. Who knows. I’m confused why I’m in isolation through Saturday. It should have been today or tomorrow if my finger counting 10 days is right. So I don’t get it. She had been talking about dates for my letter and I think I just deliriously agreed through Saturday sounded good. Sooooo, she gave it to me. Ummmm, thanks I guess?

My boss informed me yesterday I was REALLY sick. Yeah, I think I was. In the moment I kept saying I was dying but it couldn’t be that bad. Well, now, I think it was that bad. It was pretty awful.

Symptom-wise I’m primarily better. I’m still so exhausted and can’t shake the headache. Basically I work at home, eat, pet dogs, sleep, repeat. Lots of sleep. It’s frustrating. I’ve got to be normal by next week when life resumes. Have to.

The house refinancing company emailed me more stuff to sign and included the closing date was scheduled for 2/8. I have no idea how refinancing works if I do anything spectacular or if the bank just does it all that day. We will learn. Soon.

My tax friend called and got my taxes done. It’s the most I’ve got back in years and years. I have zero spending plans really. Savings for 90% of it. I plan to get Alex a laptop as a combined birthday and graduation gift as he will need one for college. Other than that – save, save, save. I’ve got to really sit down and figure out a budget that blasts away bills and saves. My ultimate goal is to save A LOT of money – Well, a lot to me. Ha. Maybe double what I’ll have after taxes go in. Okay, that will take forever. Payoff student loans. Payoff car. Then I really am down to just this house. Technically, if I could save all my taxes, keep saved what I have and get my divorce payout I’d only be about $4,000 short of my savings goals. I’ll actually go do the calculator next and see what I need to save – My goal is to have 3-6 months of expenses saved as an emergency fund. Ideally 6 months.

I then told my friend thanks but that Captain Douche is going to be psychotic as I know he’s going to owe money in as he has no household to claim and I knew he’d be freaking out when he figured it out. She replies – Ummm, he’s already psychotic, that’s nothing new, but this is the tax law – it’s out of his or your hands. I asked how she knows he’s psychotic – That insane man seriously texted her husband a paragraph about not hating him, that it’s me, I’m a cheater, he’s fabulous. Etc. WTF? Of course he did. I then mention this to my other friend and say I’m shocked her husband hasn’t gotten a message yet as he’s the only other husband of my friends. Ummmmm, he has, they just didn’t want to tell me and make me live through more. I totally understand not telling me. That’s fine. Buttttt the fact he’s doing this? WTF? Whyyyy? I had just saw a quote yesterday – “The narcissist rewrites history to avoid accountability.” Ummmmmm? 100% true. If I’m a cheater and he’s innocent then me leaving makes him the victim. Of course he’s texting my friends. I’m slightly curious how many more are out there. I bet a lot. Ugh. Loser.

So, now I’ll just keep resting. Play with my budget. Wait for some actual work to do. (Because thankfully I have a quiet week working.) And wait….. Wait for him to call and tell me how much he hates me or text or send a letter. It’ll come. Just wait.