Walking out of the courtroom on December 4th, 2012, I felt ten pounds lighter. I was walking taller, smiling more, and I was defiantly ready to celebrate! I called Soho House to make a dinner reservation and then called my friends to let them know the plan. I had finally been granted my divorce!!!
The next day after taking my mom to the airport I still felt like kicking up my heels, despite my slight hangover. I had no idea what I wanted to do, and I knew I needed to go to the office, but I wanted to do something crazy! Instead, I went to the office and got to work. As I forgot about my newfound freedom and got lost in emails, I received a text. It was Andrew. Andrew, really? I thought to myself. He made it clear he wasn’t interested in being with me, so why would he text me? I sat there and looked at his name on my screen debating if I wanted to read the text or not. Of course, I ended up reading it.
“Hey, I am coming into town and would love to see you. I have been thinking about you.”
Ugh… What a dick…. How can he even have the nerve to contact me? My thoughts continued on like this; He has been thinking about me? I wonder what he has been thinking. Maybe I should just meet him for just a drink so we can talk? I could use some closure, and he owed it to me!
My text back to Andrew “ Sure, when are you in town?”
I played it cool, not committal. He answered within moments, and I thought, “what time is it in Portugal?”
From Andrew; “I am there on the 12th, I will make a reservation.”
“Ok,” I text back to him and then of course text all my girlfriends to give them an update.
The next day I didn’t even think of Andrew, I was too busy packing for my weekend getaway with Jaxton. Hollywood ski week in the mountains sounded heavenly. Snow falling, roaring fire, holiday décor, fun parties, snuggling on the couch, sleeping in, snuggling in bed. On top of it all, I couldn’t wait to celebrate with him the fact I was finally actually single. It had been years since Jaxton, and I had been away together and since projecting huge expectations on a man is always such a brilliant idea (haha), I decided this weekend needed to be perfect. So I packed everything I could think I may need and was out the door. Jaxton made a brief comment about my suitcase, but it wasn’t a big deal.
As we got to our gate at LAX I realized that Jaxton knew many people that were going on the trip, I wasn’t surprised to learn this but I hadn’t’ really thought about it. It was one of the first times we had been “public and social” and being together was awesome. Jaxton had always been very cautious being seen together while I was still technically married. It bothered me at first, but I always understood. From the moment I walked out of my house I felt I was single and didn’t owe my husband anything, but I realized that I needed to respect how other people felt. Up until the moment we were told to get on the plane I had a small pang in my stomach but when the gate agent called our flight Jaxton grabbed my hand, and our weekend began.
From the time, we were wheels down in the mountains the trip was magic. It was the most picturesque mountain resort I had ever been to. Our suite had a fireplace, patio, huge gift bags for each of us, which included boots, ski gear, luggage, hats, gloves, etc. The best part was the champagne and food waiting for our arrival. Jaxton had been a bit stressed about taking two days off work to go on the trip, so I immediately opened the champagne and poured us each a glass. He started to make a toast about my divorce, and I stopped him. That was in the past and my, now, ex-husband was the last thing I wanted to think about this weekend. I interrupted him, “let’s toast to this weekend being a great time.” Clink.
Night one was a large group dinner for everyone attending the weekends’ events. It was a casual night of everyone being social and saying hello. I was the new girl and, as confident and comfortable as I usually am in social situations, this one made me a nervous wreck! I was rarely in a room where my date knew everyone, and I knew no one. I quickly went to my default move, cocktails! Jaxton said hello to basically everyone in the room while I got our drinks.
I was very happy that everyone at the party had enough manners to not ask me if Jayson and I were together. I still did not have an answer for that question, and this was not the time to discuss it with him. Not just the right time that night but the right time in life. I wasn’t ready to answer it either. I just got the new title of ex-wife (again), and I wasn’t excited to give myself another one of any type. As much as I loved being with Jaxton I wasn’t ready to be with him with him.
Next morning we woke up in a winter wonderland and had the whole day to do whatever we wanted! We quickly decided it was sleeping in, ordering room service and watch a combination of bad reality TV and movies. By lunch, we were ready to venture out of our room and decided to go to the mountain to watch everyone ski. I am not a great skier, and neither of us had any desire to embarrassed ourselves on this trip. So we had lunch, looked at the mountains, shook hands and headed back to the hotel just in time for smore’s by the fire pit and a whiskey tasting in the bar. That night was dinner and games in the hotels arcade! The basement of the hotel was a bar filled with stand up arcade games, a bowling alley, delicious junk food that I never eat and before I knew it were doing shots with “our” friends! I say, “our” because though I knew no one when I arrived, everyone was very sweet and inclusive- needless to say I was having a blast- we were having a blast!
The next day we didn’t even move until at least 11 am our late night, and the thin mountain air had caught up with us. I woke up in the middle of the night after having a dream about Andrew. Having a dream about a man and waking up next to another man is so awkward. Jaxton didn’t know about my dream and the dream was me yelling at Andrew, screaming at the top of my lungs actually, I still felt odd about it. After sleeping in we decided to have another lazy day, shopping around town a bit and then got ready for the final dinner and private concert.
It was our last night, and I was sad to see our trip coming to an end. Luckily I had brought my favorite chocolate brown leather strapless dress that looked pretty amazing if I do say so myself. After I slipped into my peep toe leopard heels with an ankle strap and had Jaxton zip me up, I asked if it was too much for a work function. He had the best reply… “Nope, everyman there will be jealous of me!” He gave me a huge grin, and we were out the door. As we walked into the ballroom where the dinner was being held, and Jaxton was holding my hand I felt like I was floating on air. I love that feeling.
Single & Stylish,
My leather dress is by designer Elaine Kim and I purchased it several years ago- it will never go out of style. Leather, faux or genuine, adds an element of sexy to any look- no matter how deumure the style of the dress. Here are some of my favorite current leather dresses, can you tell which are real and which are faux?
*All of the events I have written about in the above and previous posts are about me, my life, my experiences and from my point of view.
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