Life Lessons: Ode to Computers and Coffee.

Eventually, I will be 'staying elsewhere' as part of The Separation of The Mister and The Super. Neither of us is sure when this will happen, or -truth be told- if it actually will happen. If we really take a close looksie, I've nowhere else to go at the moment!

However, we have both been trying to prepare me a little for being on my own. First, we purchased a cute little macbook to help me along with my portability as I will be traveling. The Mister has been trying to talk me into one for quite some time now, and I've finally given in. I'm quite happy with the purchase as I, an audio person, am a long time mac user. The portability thing is certainly helpful and frankly, I hold the opinion all things should be as travel-friendly as myself. Lest we forget, I'm a pretty darn teeny person: Portable, if you will.

I am 'Actual Size'.

The next bit of preparation was extremely necessary and I am embarrassed to admit my ignorance in the subject. The Mister has taught me how to make coffee. I know! How on earth did I make it this far without that nugget of information?

I have always been a hot tea drinker, not just because I enjoy it more, but because I had no idea how dried up beans became a steamy, delicious, hot beverage.

Last Saturday he dragged a sleepy Super into the kitchen and showed me all about everything that is coffee. We began with beans, a nifty little grinder and a fabulously cute coffee press. God help us all if I ever have to use one of those fancy machines. On Monday, rather than making coffee for himself (or me, for that matter), he left a little cheat sheet. The Mister knows full well that Monday means "COFFEE, NOW!" upon waking.

I must admit, my first pot was a little on the light side and frankly this Super likes her coffee black and strong. After four days of practice, I have made the coffee press my bitch and receive it's contents with satisfaction. YUMMY. (And to be totally honest...I like the coffee I make far better than what The Mister produces!)

Coming clean... It's "Stop the Lies" Monday!

As you have probably noticed my blogging has been sporadic at best. I've alluded to things not being so great on the western front. And finally the time has come for me to spill it all. Beans everywhere!

The Mister and I are separating. I hadn't told any friends because The Mister had not come to terms with telling his mother. My family has known for almost a month now, but understandably, The Mister's family is not as easy to talk to. However, I must give props to all of them for rising up and supporting us as shocked as they may have been. My dad went as far as to go on a tirade about how much he loves The Mister and even if I have a problem with it, he still wants to be his friend.

Oh, Daddy! It seems to be a bit difficult for my family to understand that The Mister and I do not fight, argue and have no animosity towards one another. My parents divorced when I was about one-year-old; it was bitter and nasty. The Mister and I are the best of friends and in many ways I can not figure out if this is the smartest or stupidest thing we have ever done. We are still living together, but apart. We are helping each other however we can and still hanging out as friends do. Honestly, our therapist called us "a breath of fresh air". Still, it is very sad. And for me, I feel very embarrassed. What if this is just dumb? What if The Mister is the best thing that will ever happen to me? What if we are both being selfish?

"What if?" is my nemesis.

We still love and adore each other, but it seems we may be better friends than anything else. Working this out is our goal, of course. Some time apart may lend the perspective needed to really take a look.

The Mister has a big snowboarding trip in Canada planned and I will be going to Europe to check out a couple of schools. (Frankly, I must note: The Mister has never gone snowboarding before. He is going to Whistler, BC and I am convinced he is going to die. This is the place the 2010 Winter Olympics are to be held. Truth be told, I think he is a little convinced his death is imminent, as well. He's working out a lot... maybe that will help...?)

Wish us luck and keep us in your thoughts. I will try to blog more, now that I don't feel like I'm hiding a big ol' secret.