A REMAKE - JUST LIKE MOVIES - I REMAKE MY ART

I went back to my original sketch and changed a few things and added a person in a mask  and that is all I have done all day, lol. (except snack) and watch the rain as it comes in heavy waves.  I do believe after this storm any drought up here will be taken care of.

The original sketch was in day time and a happy time and this time it's a night time scene with someone who badly wants a donut and some coffee.  Not going to happen no matter how long she sits there. 

How's it going - are you finding plenty to do to keep occupied and happy?  We have a big four day storm and so far on this first day we have gotten a lot of rain which means rocks in the road on the hwy going down the mountain so I'm glad to stay home.  There could be up to 2 feet or more of snow at higher elevations but here should only be 3 or 4" as our rain turns to snow by tomorrow or so.

I wanted to post something even though it's not a new sketch just to stay current on my blog. 

Decree Absolute

The attachment on my solicitor's email caught me somewhat by surprise this morning.
It was an unsurprisingly dry document stamped from the family court in Newport Gwent stating I was no longer officially married.
The decree absolute in black and white.
My solicitor kindly wished me well and as instructed I printed up the document for safe keeping without really thinking about what I was doing but I read again her words   " I am sure you will be pleased that this matter has reached its conclusion"

"This matter"
Two words that encompass nearly twenty years of my life

In my mind , I have fantasised how I would react to today's news.
On Going Gently I have never bad mouthed my husband's behaviour in deciding to end our marriage
I get that people change and so do their wants and needs and emotions
I have hinted it that has been the way he initiated the split that was so disappointing and awful for me to deal with and I stand by those words now.
The way we split was truly awful to experience
He eventually got what he wanted, a new younger partner and a new, totally different  life style
And he rewrote a history in his head, in the same way his mother had done when she was divorced
A history that I always thought of as ongoing.

I pulled up papers from my box files , and arranged them neatly on the kitchen table.
Today I have planned to sort outstanding bills and statements and filing and already have penned a do do list on a simple square of wring paper
Each line with its own square box to be ticked off

My sister has just video called me by accident, she is crocheting me a new cushion cover for the yellow living room

The bulldogs were lying sleeping in their chair in the kitchen and I went upstairs , changed the bedding, had a bath and got changed into some proper clothes, then me and Mary slipped out, unnoticed by the front door and took a walk up the lane.

The sky is blue here in Trelawnyd but it's kind of cold and we walked up through the Churchyard and sat on the far bench not far from the grave of auntie Gladys's daughter
Tumbled thoughts from the past two years filled my mind until it felt like bursting but Mary as she has a want to to jumped up next to me and leant inwards as only Welsh terriers do and we both looked out over the livery stable fields where the ponies were trotting with their heads high and their nostrils flaring.
They looked, I thought,  like my pottery pony which stands proudly against the art wall in the kitchen
And with Mary as my only company

I had a long and final cry