I think we've emerged from the doldrums, after much tacos, snuggling, a few movies, and some more Mexican food just for good measure.
I've finished taxes, we started our first long-term culinary project in the form of an attempt to make our own vanilla extract, and Thunder did not get adopted.
In related news, I'm actually pretty impressed at how I've gone on vacation, bought a washer and dryer, bought a new mattress, gotten my car fixed, basically bought a new winter wardrobe, and have still never been late on bills or wondered how I was going to pay for something.
All while making 10 grand less than the year before, when I would get texts from my ex saying we had $100 left in the bank til payday and rent hadn't been paid yet. I still to this day have no idea where two decent-sized paychecks went, or why bills were always paid late or only partially paid, or why my phone would be turned off because the bill hadn't been paid for literally four months, or why I was allowed 80-100 every two weeks that I had to stretch to cover any time I wanted to eat out, or go to pole class, or buy something.
And? I still have a decent-sized buffer. More savings than we EVER had while married.
I just don't get it.
One day, maybe, this will stop baffling me and pissing me off.