Well, it’s been awhile. And I’m holding strong. Coming up on 3 weeks, but who’s counting? Me. I am. I’ve actually posted the date of my first Target-free day on a white board in my cubicle at work. As a visual reminder that I can do this. I can break up with you. I will not rebound. At least not anytime soon.
The first few days were tough. Everywhere I went, you were there. I didn’t mean to run into you, I just did. Isn’t that how it always happens with break-ups? Even Charlotte saw your large red sign and said “We go to Target, momma?” Sigh. “No baby.” She read you like she reads the golden arches. Her response as we pulled into Costco instead for some necessities, “What this place?” Exactly.
And as it is with break-ups…the friends are taking sides.
Some of my friends understand our parting. They are supportive of the decision for us to separate for awhile. Some say nothing about you at all. Some tread lightly at your mention. One even asked if it was still ok for her to remain friends with you. I said, “Sure”. She visited you and gave me the highlights. Then hesitated and asked if it was really ok to talk about you. Could she hear the sadness over the phone? “Sure.” Another sigh.
A few other friends are bad influences. Constantly talking about you, how often they see you, what I’m missing, etc. They prod and ask if I’ve even started a similar relationship with others or if I’m really fixing my issues. If I’ve displaced my habits elsewhere? All fair questions.
And then the announcement that you are going to be getting some “self-help”. How people are going to love you even more with your improvements and updates. As if your addictive features weren’t enough already.
And then that darn newspaper. It delivers a piece of you every Sunday morning…your beautiful ad. I did see something on sale and mentioned to Andy that I might send him with a list. Because it’s me that can’t avoid the dollar bin, not him. However, he didn’t want to get in the middle of us. I assume he didn’t want me to resent him. Good choice on his part. Because if the two of you started seeing each other regularly…oy!
But I’m happy to report I’m slowly not missing you so much. I only choked up a little bit when the kids were watching “Barbie Diamond Castle” the other day and the song “Two Voices, One Song” starting playing. (The lyrics are just so
annoying touching.) And I’ve definitely saved some money in the process. I’m too depressed to shop. Too many reminders of you. So I send Andy to the grocery with a list when necessary. And he sticks to it.
Although, I did rebound once last week. I was in Michael’s with Charlotte and let her have a $1 Valentine wand to shut her up. However, then I kept moving and only got the item I was there to purchase. Baby steps. (And, of course, she forgot about the wand the minute we got home and didn’t even take it out of the car. So I hid it and she hasn’t asked for it since. Signs my kids have too much crap and these dollar bin extras are truly a WASTE.)
Now I’m contemplating my relationship with sweets. Watch out cookies, brownies, pie and cake…you’re next.