Musings from the world of pseudo-dates, man-children, booze and the third year of graduate school
Showing posts with label divorce. Show all posts
Showing posts with label divorce. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 01, 2010
Interesting...
It seems before I have even had a chance to go towards the altar, there are a heck of a lot of my friends who are moving away from it. Running, leaping, surging head long towards divorce court. Many I really did not think would. I realize 50% or more of us will chose that option. I also know that I am not in any position to judge because if for some bizarre reason I conned my better self down the isle to marry CEF, the big D and I do not mean Dallas or Delta or Dubai would have been our destiny. I just find it interesting, perplexing and well sad. I guess this only means now I will be likely getting hitched at about the same time the wave of second marriages happens. And that my friends is even harder to get my brain around.
Labels:
d-i-v-o-r-c-e,
divorce,
marriage,
stress,
weird
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