Overnight Millioinaire

Funny that I just wrote about my mom’s interesting situation last night, and she got married this morning — a week early.  Not only does she have a new last name, she’s officially a millionaire.  I don’t think it’s really sunk in yet that my mom just married a lottery winner.  I’ll be visiting her in a mansion in Florida, and my grand plans for touring Ireland, Italy, and France may actually come to fruition… without spending a dime on a plane ticket.  Weird.

She called this morning to get our Verizon account number.  A few years ago, I added a line on my account for her so that we could split the bill and make it a bit cheaper for both of us.  She, of course, is moving her account onto a joint plan with her new husband.  Her contract already expired, so it won’t cost anything to remove the extra line.  However, I’m still going to have to cover the other half of the plan now.  My mom becomes a millionaire overnight, and my cell phone bill goes up.  Great.

Chuck was quite depressed last night.  Yesterday evening, he was sitting outside with his girls watching them play and chatting with me on the phone.  One of his ex-wife’s teacher friends was riding by his house on her bicycle.  Without a second thought, he shouted something friendly to her, and her response was a glare accompanied by the middle finger.  He laughed it off at the time, but the more he thought about it, the angrier and more upset he got.  He realizes that she only knows Jess’s side of the story, but it’s frustrating to him that his name equates to the devil in many people’s eyes.  It frustrates him that nobody understands what it was like being married to her and living with a leech for ten years.

After the kids went to bed, he invited Jeremy over.  He drowned his sorrows with a couple bottles of wine, and they sat on the front porch playing guitar for hours.  I got text messages all through the night talking about how much he loves me and how he can’t wait for me to be with him every day.  My phone beeped the last time at 4:30am.  I guess that’s when he finally fell asleep.

Obviously, I didn’t get much sleep myself, so I’m working from home today.  That’s one thing I do love about my job.  I can work whenever and from wherever in the world I need to.  I have two hefty projects that I need to get finished before my trip next week, so it looks like it will be a long, arduous weekend.  Ah, well.  It’s not like I really have any interest in going out with my honey so damn far away.

In other news, Chuck just returned home from a doctor appointment.  Let’s just say that, combined with me being on the pill, we are now doubly protected against an accidental pregnancy.  Thank god.  I had already consulted my GYN about a tubal libectomy, but now it won’t be necessary.  Besides, the procedure was much less invasive for him.

And excuse the random outburst, but Kashi TLC bars and Firefox 3 rock my socks off.

Cheers,
Felina