To that point, my weight had simply been a ladder I was climbing. I kept moving slowly up rungs and gaining in pounds as the years between then and my high school graduation grew farther apart. I was aghast that by the time I divorced, eight years post high school graduation, I had put on somewhere in the neighborhood of 50 pounds. What else could you expect? My life had become class, work, eat, sleep, and party a little. Wash. Rinse. Repeat. (Yes, that will be the last time I use that phrase.) Between eating terribly, sleeping terribly, working 40 hours, taking a minimum of 15 hours of class, and being in such a ridiculously awful relationship, it’s a miracle really that I was even functioning. So, at the exit of Mr. Wrong, I was overweight, exhausted, and depressed. I was going to make the best of it though. On that I insisted. I was now graduated, beginning a new career, and only had myself to answer to and I could tell myself whatever I wanted. At least I didn’t have to wonder about my intentions.
Mr. Wrong didn’t even show up for the divorce hearing. I cried on the stand as I told the judge there was no reconciliation possible. I pondered in my weakened mental state why he would even bother to ask when Mr. Wrong couldn’t even show up for the hearing. Didn’t that really answer it for him? Technicalities I guess. I slowly rolled my little black Altima back to my empty house with my freshly inked divorce papers, and started to really think for the first time about how my life had changed. To that point, I suppose I was in a bit of denial. I suppose I really thought I might wake up from that nightmare. It didn’t happen, but a nap seemed like a really good idea when I got home. I just couldn’t stand the thought of being alone in that house on that horrible rainy day. I grabbed the coziest blanket I could find and commenced to a cuddling snooze fest with my new best friend, Justice – the most amazingly beautiful and wonderful black Labrador-Retriever puppy you could ever wish to meet in your life. We napped, and it was glorious.