#And now, the end is near....

I posted a version of this a few days ago [while I was pissed] but took the post down after reading it again when sober. The gist of the original post was that David, my partner of fourteen years, and I, have split up. It wasn't a mutual decision, it was my choice. Based, I must admit, on David's actions but, my choice non the less.

All of this happened in December last year [2006] the 10th, to be exact, so I've now had the luxury of two Christmas's that I've not had to buy the bastard a present. That sounds a bit acrimonious, damn right! There was a bit of a truce back in May when we went on holiday together but that had been pre-booked, but other than that we keep up a sort of facade of amity when on public view in the pub. Outside of that, we don't speak much.

I think that most people know, although neither David nor myself run around telling everybody. There are some people [whom I won't name because Karl reads this and it will cause trouble] who, because they are a friend of David, think that they know more than they do. He doesn't. He also thinks he's being protective. He's not. Although there is some amount of animosity between David and I, it's nobody else's business and I'm not likely to start hacking him to death with an axe in the shower.....well, maybe! [joke]. I warned him yesterday that he needs to keep his thoughts to himself and today, overheard a little snipe as a walked past. Every dog has his day and I see mine trotting over the horizon.

Anyway, back to the matter in hand. David and I, or rather I, decided that we should split thing in a sort of 50/50 manner. He could keep the pub and I'd sell the house and keep the proceeds from the sale. It's a fine idea in principle but in practice, the housing market is very slow. This means that I still have to live here while the house is up for sale. The longer it goes on, the more acrimonious things become. It's now been over a year.

I'm due a pay rise in February [quite a substantial on too] this will mean that I can afford to move out of here and rent a place of my own even though the house may not be sold and I'll still have to pay the mortgage.

I'm counting the days!