So I finally picked a date – May 6. That’s the day I’ll be packing up a rented minivan and driving down to New Orleans with Dave.
Eeeek! It’s so soon! Exactly three months away. Even though time always seems like it’s dragging now because I’m always waiting for the next time I’ll get to see Dave (he’ll be flying up on Valentine’s Day), I know that these next three months are going to flyyyy by.
I have a LOT to do before I go. I made a list of things I need to take care of, and there’s like 20 things on it. Ugh. But I’ve been doing one or two things a day, and slowly it’s dwindling.
This week I’ve been focusing on getting my cars put into my ex’s name. We have two cars, both of which are in my name. His was mostly used for work, and it’s so run down that it’s not even on the road anymore. When it broke down a few years ago, I let him have mine. So the other day I went to the DMV website to see what I need to do to put the cars in his name. It’s pretty simple – you sign over the title and fill out this one short form. Problem is, neither of us has any clue where the titles are. So I had to order new titles for both cars. They’ll come in the mail next week, and then we’ll go down to the DMV and turn in the plates, and he’ll register the cars in his name.
I also called Geico to get rid of the insurance on the piece of shit car and also to get myself off our joint insurance policy. It was so funny – after a half hour conversation with the Geico customer service guy discussing the cars, my divorce, taking me off the policy, and removing my debit card from the autopay, finally he said, “Okay, so right now your ex is listed as the main policy holder, and you’re removed from the account. Is there anything else I can help you with?” I said, “Oh yes, one more thing. My last payment went through on February 3. Since the car is coming off, am I going to get a credit for that?”
Can you believe that this guy actually had the balls to say, “Oh I’m sorry, ma’am. Since you’re not on the account anymore, I can’t discuss payment information with you. Your ex will have to call and ask.” WTF!?! We just spent a half hour on the phone, you know that the payment was made from MY bank account, and yet you won’t answer one simple question that you would have answered if I’d asked it five minutes ago!?! Ridiculous!!
But I didn’t blow up. I just laughed and said, “Okay, well, HYPOTHETICALLY, if someone made a payment and then changes were made to the account, what would happen?” Then he laughed and gave me an answer.
So yeah, I’ll be really happy when “Find out about putting the cars in Garry’s name” is 100% complete and I’m able to cross it off my list.
I also need to get a lawyer and start this divorce. I finally decided on a guy I like, but it’s $2,000 so I’m waiting for my ex to get back from California and then I’m going to see if he has any money to give me for it. If not, I’ll put it on a credit card. I really can’t wait to start the process!
Otherwise there’s not much going on. My birthday is less that two weeks away, so I’ve been trying to lose 10 pounds for the past, well, six months. Lol. But really for the past month. I’ve had ups and downs, but now I’m five pounds away from where I wanted to be for my birthday. And I still want to lose ANOTHER 5 pounds before the end of March (I’m going to a wedding with Dave). I’ve been going to the gym every morning and sometimes after work too, going to salsa class, and eating relatively good. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to hit my birthday target, but the wedding one is still doable. Hopefully I’ll make it to where I want to be.
But if not, who gives a f? I’ve got my man, and he likes me how I am now. Yes, I know you’re supposed to do these things for yourself, and not for other people. But I don’t hate the way I look, so if Dave is happy with it then I really don’t feel an overwhelming sense of urgency to lose weight. Although I do want to lose about 10 pounds before I go wedding dress shopping. I’ve watched enough “Say Yes to the Dress” to know that if you’re not 100% happy and confident about the way you look, trying on dresses will be a miserable experience. And even though I’m okay with how I look now, I know that I will be so happy with my body when I’m 10 pounds lighter – because I was 10 pounds lighter just a few years ago and I loved the way I looked.
Okay, that’s all for now.