Have you ever had one of those days? You know, the really life changing, OMG what am I going to do now days. This is one of those days.
It started just like every day has with me rising out of bed. My hair looks like Medusa. It has always had a mind of its own. I stumble my way to the bathroom where I can get some sanity from the heat of the water running over my back. I just love showers. The way they make you feel. Not like a bath where you float in it, but you stand there in a nice warm rain. Finally, the water gets cold. That is when I know my calming time is over. Life now begins.
I stumble my way, slightly more awake, to my bedroom to get dress for my day. Today is a Dolly Parton’s 9 to 5 day. My mom played 3 songs daily. One is Aretha Franklin’s Natural Woman, two is Peggy Lee’s I’m A Woman (who can ever forget that model with the frying pan commercial), and Dolly’s 9 to 5. These are her all time favorites. Today, I am humming 9 to 5 since I have to go to work at the crappy coffee shop I work at. My husband was quite insistent one day that I get this job. My old job was as a CNA for a nursing home. He didn’t like the hours or the fact that I could bring home so much money putting us over a certain tax bracket. So lousy, little pay job it is.
I get my uniform on and then smell something amazing. Eggs, bacon, and I hear the kids chattering away downstairs talking to their dad. My eldest is Ben. He is 17 and a Senior in High School. My baby is Judy. She just turned 16 and is a Junior. My dear husband is Jeffery, Jeff as everyone calls him.
I head down the stairs walking toward the wonderful smell of breakfast in my kitchen. I love my kitchen. It is so bright with all the windows. It took Jeff and I forever to agree on a house. We looked at over 100 houses when we first decided to get out of that little studio. Of course we really needed to with one baby almost 1 and another on the way.
This is our compromise home. It has the kitchen I adore and the everything else Jeff wanted. I enter the kitchen to laughter and my amazing family. I always feel so blessed at home.
Then Ben says, ” Oops. Judy look at the time. We have to fly or we will be late for school!”
“Crap!” Judy exclaims and she grabs her backpack.
Ben grabs his and they rush toward the door.
“Hold on!” I say. “Come here and give us a kiss and hug!”
They both run and exchange parents as they do my bidding.
“Goodbye my babies. I love you. See you after school.”
“Bye, Love you.” They say simultaneously.
Jeff then grabs my arm. I figure he wants a kiss before work, but instead he says, “We need to talk.”
“Ok” I say with a bit of suspicion. Jeff really never talks to me. He usually just tells me what is going to happen and if I don’t like it he throws a fit like a 2-year-old til he gets his way.
“This is serious Alice.” He always starts this way when he wants me to just go along with something. “I want you to sign these divorce papers.” All of a sudden my chin hits the floor.
Jeff then starts talking with a gleam in his eye and excitement in his voice, “Jennifer and I have found the perfect place and we are moving into it today!”
“What?!” I finally find a word in this fantasy. I am flabbergasted and amazed. What the hell is going on here.
Finally reality hits and a wave rushes through me. “Who the hell is Jennifer? When did you get divorce papers?” Anger starts swelling in me.
“What do you mean?” Jeff asks like an innocent child. “Jennifer is Mike and Carol’s daughter. She really loves me and I really love her. We are going to live together forever.”
“Are you on some kind of drug? Are you crazy? Jennifer just turned 18 yesterday. What the hell made this come about?”
“Oh well you see. Jennifer and I started to date 4 years ago after Ben’s birthday bash.”
“WHAT? When she was just 14. Ben’s birthday is 3 months before hers! What are you a pedophile? Does Mike and Carol know about this?”
“Well Mike did. He never cared that Jen and I are together. Whatever makes Jenni happy makes Mike happy.”
“Oh my gawd. You are a pedophile and Mike is allowing this!”
“Well she is 18 now and legally nothing can be done. Nothing you say matters anyway. Sign the damn divorce papers. I will come home for supper and explain it all to Ben and Judy. But as of right now, I am no longer living in this house.”
With that Jeff turned and headed toward the front door, I assume to go to work, but really, I have no idea where he is going. At this point, I don’t even want to go to work. So I picked up the phone and called my boss. I told him I was sick and needed a couple of days. What I really need is some sanity.
I went upstairs, got out of my uniform and into my sweatpants with a baggy shirt. I laid upon my bed and cried. Then I slept. I got up thinking it was all a bad dream. Went downstairs for some coffee. Couldn’t bring myself to drink it at all. Then back to bed. I was awaken by the sounds of my babies coming home from school. I laid in bed a while more.
Jeff came to dinner just like he said he would. The blowup between him and Ben was very scary. Jennifer is in Ben’s class. They will be graduating together this year. Judy is still crying as I write this. I called a few lawyers today. I am not just signing divorce papers without some idea of what I am signing.
I am sure after I get a good nights sleep maybe the shock of it all will diminish. I still feel like I have the flu. I need to let this all sink in. Tomorrow, I will call my parents and friends. Today, I just can’t deal with anything. Emotions have gotten the better of me. I guess I will head back to sleep. I pray this is just a bad dream and I awaken soon.