Breakfast Bomb

Breakfast Bomb

If you read this blog on a regular basis, sit down.

This morning before breakfast Attila told me he was going to move out, he is leaving me. I did not see this coming. He said he thought of it three seconds before he said it, and he means it.

The ride has begun, all I can think in this disoriented state is, “you picked a fine time to leave me Lucille.”

Anyway, will try to keep going here as well as I can without becoming too bogged down in the devastating aspect of all this.

Attila will move out before Christmas. I will stay at Mist Cottage until I can orient myself and try to stabilize myself financially.

Funny old life. Ha, ha, ba!

Worldly Distractions


Date: 1:00 PM EST Sunday 26 November 2017
Condition: Partly Cloudy
Pressure: 101.6 kPa
Tendency: Falling
Temperature: -0.2°C
Dew point: -8.6°C
Humidity: 53%
Wind: W 12 km/h
Wind Chill: -4
Visibility: 24 km


“The art of life lies in a constant readjustment to our surroundings.”
Okakura Kakuzo


  1. What??

    It’s not April Fool’s is it?

    I can’t believe this.

    I feel betrayed – like it just happened to me. (It did happen to me but that was many many years ago).

    Oh no! I have no other words. You know where I am if you want to spill in private. I love you!

  2. Eileen

    Oh my goodness! I had to read this post several times to see if I missed where you said “just kidding.” So sorry you are going through this. Hope everything works out for you in the end.

  3. Thanks Eileen, I am having trouble believing it myself! Eventually it will sink in, but right now I feel like I’ve been run over by a bus.
    I imagine it will work out in the end, but I think I have a fair bit of pain and suffering to work through before I get there!

  4. Holy mother of what the sam hill!!!???
    Well my friend, you’ll handle this. You’ve had worse. But still: F _ _ _ !!! What a thing to drop on you out of the blue!

    And the wild ride continues, doesn’t it.

    Jeebus. You must be reeling.

    If there’s anything I can do, Maggie, I’d like to say I’ve got your back. Call on me; you never know.


  5. Thank you Wendy, Attila isn’t sailing through this, but it is easier for him, he is doing what he wants, it isn’t what I want. But it takes two to tango and he is bowing out and walking off the dance floor. Eventually I’ll find a chair and sit down.

  6. Sandra

    Maggie I had to read your post several times before I could believe it. How could this be happening to you? What must you be feeling -more likely being in shock, disoriented and unable to to take it in yet? Please know that you have all my support and concern.

  7. Sandra, thank you for being there, it still hasn’t sunk in, I sit in my chair and think he will be coming to sit with me in the living room soon, then I remember, he isn’t going to, never again. It is just so hard to take in.

  8. Galen, thank you for your kind words. We were together almost 25 years, and our lives were very intertwined… but I guess there were a few vines of Attila’s that branched out and away which he did not reveal to me until this morning. I am struggling to to take it all in.

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