First day of the rest of my life

The inevitable has happened. Funny thing is I do not feel as bad as I thought I would be. It has been 8 great years with Joyce. We shared lots of happy times but I guess in the end we just outgrew each other.

I was kinda feeling blue on Saturday. I just sat in the park and cried. Luckily no one saw me. But I had a party to attend....so there I was...alone for the first time in years trying to enjoy myself at my brothers office warming party. It was a valiant effort but futile in the end. I knew I should have gone home.....

I have no idea what to do now....but whatever it is.....

It feels kinda weird not to call Joyce on the phone or SMS her. Still gotta tie up all the loose ends. Who gets the car? Who gets the rings? My mum will probably be mad at Joyce...but that is how all mum's are. "tsk...tsk...how dare that b**** leave my darling boy??" i think the B-word is my mum's favourite swear word if you look at the number of times she uses it.