I decided the other day that I didn’t want my blog to continue on with the moniker that my raunchy ass husband (he has a thing for dirty women) had inadvertently named over 5 years ago when my health started declining through no fault of my own.
“You’re so weak now, you could get knocked over by a feather.”
Is it just me, or is that kind of like an insult?
Obviously I did like it at one point, but times change and it just had to go bye-bye, the same like he fucking had to do.
It’s been almost 60 days since I caught him on Tinder and it just snowballed from there.
And I can finally take his last name off my Facebook on Saturday.
Yep. Facebook makes you wait that long to change your name, so don’t ever follow the urge to call yourself “Celestial Moonbeam” for a day, unless you’re committed to it for a while.
I needed to start fresh, just like everything in my life. I need to rebuild, to heal and to stay as healthy as I can.
I also have really super clean hair right now, really shiny and full of bounce.
So, anyways…welcome to Merbear’s World.