Blind Prophecy

The last 24+ hours have been a bit difficult. Jennifer moved out of her apartmment and is asking Daniel for a divorce. I’ve known this was coming for a while, but today was the day.

Last night, a large group of us (Jessica, me, Ken, Jenna, Matt, Vanessa, some out-of-town guests I just met) went out drinking as part of Jennifer’s plan, she thought it would be easier to deal with hung-over and slow Daniel. Unfortunately, the plan backfired a bit because they got into a fight last night and she called Jessica and left last night rather than in the morning as she planned. I didn’t hear about this until late into the afternoon today. Cell phone drama made it impossible for her to reach me, and she left messages I didn't get and started to worry that I was with Daniel and avoiding her. She and I had already talked about the fact that I may be Daniel’s only good friend in town, so if he calls me, I’ll be there for him, too. The awkward part is that I totally support Jennifer’s decision and think she’s making the right choice.

Anyway, Jennifer and I finally met up later this evening and I went with her to the place she’s staying in Oakland for the night. She’d spent the day with Jessica and Shelly who were trying to turn the whole thing into a Waiting to Exhale chick-flik celebration of getting rid of the evil man, and I was the relief from that. Because it’s not like that at all, of course. It’s messy, it’s painful, it’s divorce.

Based on what she’s told me of her conversations with Daniel, I don’t think it’s really sunk in for him that she’s serious, and I don’t know what tomorrow will bring–we’re all supposed to be at a surprise birthday party for Jenna tomorrow evening and I think I may be the only guest to attend.

On a completely unrelated note, I’m having massive financial crisis right now and the cost of living in the city is really starting to hit me. It will be easier once I finish paying off my tax debt in February, but I’m really worried about how ‘ll manage until then. It’s sinking in that I need a better paying job if I want to stay here and I’m not going to find that in nonprofit work. My feelings about my job aside, I simply can’t afford to stay where I’m at for another 6 months.

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