13 months have past since TheEx followed her heart and took the kids to the land of Leprechauns and pots of gold.
Looking at pictures [here] i can't help but think how much the children have grown. Now Baby A can already walk and Little L chooses to speak English over German.
13 months doesn't seem all that long but somehow i've been occupied. Here is a recap of my major events since then;
- So there was our spur of the moment trip to Amsterdam where we slept in the car [here].
- Then there was our 4N5D in Ireland and we were all one big, happy family [here].
- Then J got a new job, so we moved to a service apartment because the previous tenant hadn't yet moved out [here].
- Then moved again [here] to my 3rd German city, only after 20 months of arriving [here].
- Then there was me starting German classes again after a year long break [here].
- Then my sister gave birth to a baby girl and i experienced -17˙C.
- Found out i was 9 weeks pregnant. Then an hour plus later i was operated on [here].
- Then we decided to adopt Yoshi and Luna [here].
- Signed a contract for a project that should keep me busy until September.
- Then i turned 30 and got myself a new iMac.
- A month after that the kitties got their bitty bits removed [here].
- And last but not least, there was In Qontrol in Amsterdam [here].
If someone, 13 months ago, would have said to me all of the above would happen in the next 13 months PLUS Them & Us would get along, i would have said, NO WAY!
To think there was a time when i was scared shitless to even go to the same supermarket as Her because i feared that she would be there and would want to cut off my head or cause a scene. And after months of hiding and pretending i was just "a friend" he finally came out with the truth and finally told her about me [here].
Back then, i really did think Jealousy could kill.
But oh how Times have changed.
Yesterday when J was on Skype with Little L, he had a brilliant idea that we could all play BINGO.
I would occasionally catch J smiling to himself as Little L would call out the numbers and as TheEx and i would yell out BINGO almost simultaneously, i couldn't help but think, Damn, i'm actually having a good time.
...
I remember during Chinese New Year back when i was kid, i would go visit my Aunties and Uncles to get my share of money stuffed in red packets and without fail there would be a group of them playing BINGO.
One Aunt would always say each time 16 was called out, "Sweet 16, never been kissed" *Followed by a kissing sound*
It would always make me laugh.
In fact it still does.
And when 88 would be called she would say, "Two fat ladies. Eighty-eight. Eight Eight".
*Sigh*
Those were some good times.
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