In transition...

The big birthday bash at work was this past week, mine included. So I hit the local Wal-hell to pick up some last minute things. While I was there, I decided to spend some money. The thoughts of not wanting to buy presents for two people you couldn't stand were in my head but the thought of draining my bank account was too.

Two weeks ago, I got the discovery paperwork from my lawyer. It angered me. Its 12 pages wanting in detail my financial dealings over the last three years. I avoided filling it out (until now) because I know in the end, its all about the money. And I'm for certain that he's hiding some. There is no doubt in my mind about that.

A few days before that, I started buying little things for where ever I may live. I knew that if I bought things that I could pack away, I'd be ahead of the game when it came time to move.

I'm in this mindset that I really don't want anything they've touched or used. I want some of my kitchen stuff but not all of it. Having said that, I found myself in the kitchen aisle. I started rebuilding my kitchen stash. In someways, its healing. Its exciting. I don't know where I'm going to be living but at least I know I won't have to rush out and buy all this stuff at once. Its purchased and packed away in a box waiting for its new home.

Then last night, with time to kill and a 10% coupon in my hand for Target, I got my silverware and plates. I wanted to make sure I had a decent shopping trip there. I just got the 4 servings, I figured that is all I need right now. Tho, I might go back and double it up. The plates and bowls were all on clearance.

I got a $30 gift card from a co-worker and I'm using that for my ladder bookcase that I'll order next week.

As crazy as it sounds, I'm building my life one purchase at a time. The way I want it.

The discovery paperwork will be finished by Tuesday putting me one step closer to closure.