chrisgower’s posterous

chrisgower’s posterous

Chris Gower  //  Chris is a poet.

Nov 15 / 9:13pm

The absurdity of it all... An elegy to 21st Century insomnia.

So, it's 5:02am and I have been up for two hours.  I have read, played with google latitude, made cheese on toast and tried to sleep.  I have taken two Kalms that might help, but I am doubting it very much.

I try and keep most of my personal life out of this blog, because it's a long a complicated situation that would take hours to explain without any guarantee that you would understand any of it.  I say that because I don't fully understand most of it, so it's not suprising I try and avoid explaining the finer details.

Laura is expecting to move out next weekend, the 21st to be exact.  I am suprised that she is moving so quickly and in many respects, I am suprised that she has found the money to do so.
It has left me in a very tight position.  Without a fridge/freezer, without a matress or a bed, without a television (this is the source of most contention) and now without a car.

I don't want the car, I do want the television and given she is having a vast amout of expensive furniture for pretty much nothing, I have not got a sniff of gratitude throughout the whole thing.  I really felt that this was going to be an amicable process but I am starting to feel that the whole thing could quickly escalate in to materialistic chaos.

But then who said divorce was easy.

Tomorrow I am off to see the mortgage company with the intention of taking her off the mortgage.  If not, then I will have to look at the current situation as a temporary stopgap, rather then any permanence.

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