So Where was I?

If you are reading this, you probably know me by another diet blogger name which I refuse to use anymore. That way of life/persona/chapter/book has ended, and I'm feeling it's time for a fresh start.

To catch you up on the last six months: I found out one day last summer, that my husband had been arrested. He called home that early afternoon, to ask me to bail him out of jail. After I asked him what he had been arrested for (it was bad), I told him he had made the wrong phone call and hung up on him. I knew at that moment, all those years of my suspicions had been right-on and I saw an opportunity to flee.

Thankfully, my children were visiting with my parents when all this occurred and I immediately packed up important papers and hightailed it north to be with them.

We never went back and our life in suburbia came to a screeching halt.

Over the next six months, I felt like I was on a roller coaster. Sometimes things were going very good then events would take a turn for the worse. But I survived and earlier this month, the divorce was finalized. And I am now ready to close that chapter on "Survival and Endless Waiting".

I accomplished what I wanted from the divorce - no access or possession of the children by their father. I also was able to get three of his parental rights revoked and at some point he has to reimburse me for all my lawyer fees.

A fresh start with a new blog and identity was needed. My head is in the right place (thanks to the healer) now I want my body to be in the right place and I always got such great support from you all.

So, hopefully that occasional funny lady shows up to write about the trials and tribulations of chronic dieting. And if it's OK with you, I might sometimes write about the divorce - just for healing purposes, and I promise it will not be too woe is me.

I feel like a brand spanking new 5-subject notebook, just waiting to be filled (with mostly ramblings of rubbish). But still, who doesn't love the endless possibilities of a blank notebook?