Today is National Ex Spouse Day. I can take the chalk on two paths this morning. We can take the low road or we can take the high road.
I didn’t plan on having an ex-spouse, but that is how it turned out.
We wouldn’t have the Morning Chalkboard, if it wasn’t for the ex-spouse. I wouldn’t have the Shepkids, if it wasn’t for the ex-spouse. I wouldn’t have moved to Riverside and I wouldn’t be working for the same trading group, if it wasn’t for my assclown (I mean wonderful) of an ex-wife.
I don’t know where I’d be if it wasn’t for having an ex-spouse. Having an ex-spouse is probably one of the best things to happen to me.
As much as I think that I will finally lose my ex-spouse when our youngest turns eighteen, that won’t be the case.
I will always have an ex-spouse…
… and like my wise Oldman told me the morning I went over to Daley Plaza to finalize the divorce,
“You better learn to get along with this woman quickly. Because eventually, the two of you will be back together in eternal peace.”
Definitely not how I imagine heaven to be. Though I pray to both of my parents every day and they are together in heaven…
…and they were ex-spouses.
So, I quote the great Roy Kent, “Fuuuuuuuuu*****k!”
Happy Monday Chalkheads.
If you have an ex-spouse….
…. I’m sorry!
Look on the bright side, if there is one
