Some people are such freaking whiners

Today was host to yet another breakdown. I had to get a new copy of my divorce decree (I lost the original in the move this summer) which meant a trip to the courthouse. I had not been there since we went to clean out my father’s chambers in July. I didn’t handle the trip well then and today I did no better. I was just fine as I passed through the security gates and fine when I asked the woman for a new copy of the papers. I figured this would all continue to be fine since my dad worked on one of the top floors and I was on the bottom level. And I was fine until I turned around and saw a huge picture of him on the wall. It was one that they had used on the memorial service program, he is laughing and so full of life. I saw the image, began to shake and started bawling right there in the middle of the line. I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t stand. I couldn’t even talk. The woman who was helping me was so sweet once I explained to her that the picture was of my dad. She told me that they miss him dearly, too.
For the rest of the day I alternated between wallowing in the trough that has recently become my haven and obsessively cleaning every surface I could find. When I ran out of surfaces I cleaned the desktop on my laptop of all Loren’s files and then moved on to my camera files. When I downloaded my camera I found some fabulous funnies of Devon and his ladies from the ski school. Who other than Hugh Heffner can go to work in his pj’s, snuggle with beautiful women and recreate on skis? What the hell do I have to whine about, I wonder.

Clockwise from the top: Devon striking a pose on the kiddie hill, Devon in the arms of SoCal Joy, (she firmly believes that Devon should be hers since they both share the same coloring. Joy married a dark haired Kiwi and privately mourns the fact that they will have dark haired children. But she has loved Devon for the last three seasons and he equally adores her), Devon snuggling with the ever so lovely South African Jess and the loud, brassy and gorgeous German Maria, Devon’s self-portrait of his feet.