falling|in

I knew this because I went into the file and searched the marketing and realized the draft they sent me to translate wasn’t actually the final one.

I deleted the photo (so I wouldn’t have that reminder again) and then I silently cried. It’s not because I miss my ex husband or that day. Or the photo I took. Nope. I miss that cat. I never gave myself time to grieve that I wouldn’t have that cat in my life again. I remember the last time I sat with her - before I absolutely knew everything would change and she sat half on my lap and half on the bed. She watched me while I tried to call her kitty dad and he dodged every one of my calls. Turns out he’d been at a lawyer to determine his options for divorce after I spent the day interviewing and preparing myself professionally, something he basically forced on me.

That cat was so sweet. So talkative. She was such a source of joy for both of us - she helped us be better humans just by caring for her. I miss that cat..

Today I showed my boyfriend my accounts and all of my finances and said this is how I do my bill pay, my savings, and this is how I budget the leftover money I have after bills.