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the saga continues:
just a small town girl living in a lonely world...
no, seriously: i grew up a cute little suburban princess in which the natural progression was suburban wifedom. i
met a man when i was 20 (young & dumb), whom i considered to be a lump of clay that was in need of much
modeling, but whom i thought (erroneously) had great husband potential. i married that lump of clay despite the
5 years of red flags. i stuffed the doubts down into the lining of that big white dress the night before my
wedding and after lots of fighting on my honeymoon, i quickly discovered i was married to a man that was
capable of loving no one, not even himself. for over 11 years, i tried my damndest to get blood from a stone
until 40 was looming in my near future. i realized it was call it quits or become a bitter shell of myself. so, need
i say that i am in the process of the stereotypical ugly suburban divorce?
i am fortunate enough to be walking away (eventually) with 2 beautiful daughters and 1/2 of what’s left of the
assets after several of my lawyer’s children have been put through college & most likely grad school. his
suckiness as a husband was directly inversely proportional to the amount of money he made. he was very very
sucky. do the math.
through my pain, i discovered a love for writing (& vodka), and at the urging of my “fans,” i started a blog & this
website. that’s the abridged version. you will need to follow the saga of swv for all the juicy details (hint hint:
sign up to follow my blog). really, i ain’t kidding about the going bad part. so i hope you find me as fascinating as
i do and enjoy my story. after all, we all have one. some of of us are just nutty enough to share it...
so pour yourself a v&t (that’s gggb speak for a vodka tonic) or your poison of choice & settle in. it’s gonna be a
loooong night...
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