I feel like I'm living the game Angry Birds. There has been a Robin attacking my kitchen window since Tuesday. The Big One shot at it with an air soft gun on Day 1. He missed, scared Robin away for a little bit, but he came back shortly after. I then suggested he let the cat out (same cat who is scared of hamsters in plastic balls, but the bird doesn't need to know that). Mr Angry Bird just sat on the fence, glaring at the cat until he came back in, and went back at it. Day 2 he started up at 6 am. I tried hanging fake hawk shadows in the window. He laughed at my efforts, and was still going strong when I went to bed at 9. Day 3 he decided that one window wasn't enough, and went after the bathroom window as well. I recorded him, standing right in the kitchen window, and he didn't care that I was standing right there. Day 4 The Big One shot at him with his BB gun, and again missed (as I knew he would) and Bubba and I went to go buy a big scary plastic owl. Today is Day 5. After sizing up the owl, Mr Angry Bird again laughed at my efforts and went right back at it. The cat facisnated by this bird, was sitting in the kitchen window, and bird kept going at it. Someone has now suggested shiny mylar balloons. I will buy four. One for each of my back windows. If that doesn't work, I'm giving my ex the house back and moving in with whomever has room for me, my two boys, two hamsters, my cat, and of course, my bike.
Today is our 13th wedding anniversary. Tomorrow is the 1 year anniversary of me finding out about the other woman, and two days after that is when we agreed to end the marriage. This weekend I'm moving out of my house. Basically the week sucks. Then throw in the anniversary of my miscarriage fourth of July weekend, and I may as well put myself back in the psych ward for the next 3 weeks. Yesterday I spent the day mourning what had been my life. The boys went with their dad for father's day, and I lay in bed sobbing and crying and wishing it would all go away. I remembered all of the awesome fun times we had as a family. I thought about our wedding day, the days the boys were born. The fun times we had together. Tonight they will be with him too. I'm going to go for a long ride and run, and then come home and probably cry just a little more. Then, tomorrow, I will move on. I will pick up the pieces...
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