Today is “Bicarbonate of Soda” day. I have no idea why there is such a day, but I relate to this powder in the orange box . Whatever could I mean by this?
Let me explain what appears to be complete madness.😜
“Bicarbonate of Soda is exactly like I was in my marriage, because just like me, it does everything.”
We all know how many uses there are for Bicarbonate of Soda. It’s something we always seem to have around. It’s in our fridges to get rid of odors. It gets out coffee stains on cherished mugs from that trip to Orlando.
In a pinch I’ve brushed my teeth with it. That was a bad idea. It tastes horrible.
But for decades now, whenever I have expected Bicarbonate of Soda to come through for me, it always has. From the shiny interior of my water deposit laden teapot, to the glimmering copper bottoms of my pots.
Bicarbonate of Soda is exactly like I was in my marriage.
Because just like me, it does everything with no help from any one. Exactly on its own. And that’s what I did every month-week-day-hour-minute at the end there. No matter what mess I was asked to clean up, I always came through.
Going to a party but he wants to take two cars🚗🚙so he can leave early to go see her? I’ll polish up his farewell excuse. People wondering what we are doing to “celebrate” our anniversary? I plaster on a smile and lay out a lie to hide that corrosion.
Today I’m celebrating the many uses of my single-dom. I work hard to keep this new life glistening. And it is. I am thrilled there are no more social excuses to come up with. That the vestiges of my heartbreak have been washed down the sink. When people see me now, they just see the shimmering-like-new me. So if you’ll excuse me, I have to go grab the reliable orange🍊box and clean my microwave of the tomato sauce that exploded because I didn’t cover it. I’ve learned a lot of life lessons since being left, but apparently there are more to learn.
We all go through major life transitions when relationships end… Through this website, I will share my thoughts as I walk the path of “New-Self” discovery. It doesn’t matter which side of 50 you are on. The real question is, Are you ready to live life? To forge a Path of Your Own Making (For a change!)? Then stop dwelling over the What-Might-Have-Beens and join me. Share your thoughts here, comment on mine, and let’s do this together!