It was a typical Monday morning of waking up to my alarm beeping at 6:00 a.m. I look over at my husband and sigh. I turn off the alarm and walk down the stairs to the kitchen. After getting a cup of coffee with sugar, I sat at the kitchen table and look out the window.
I sit dazed and confused on how my life ended up being the way it is. I have a husband that I don't even have sex with anymore and I know that he cheats on me with his twenty-something secretary. My kids are teenagers that are gonna go off to college in a year or so. I'm a housewife that doesn't work anymore and relying on my husband for everything. I start laughing and crying at the same time. "God, I'm so tired and done!" I yell and slam my hands on the table.
Running up the stairs and into my bedroom. I start packing my suitcase with a few days worth of clothes. After that, I get ready to leave. Going down the stairs to the kitchen, I wrote a note on the whiteboard that's on the fridge. The note says "I'm going to stay with Julia for a few days. Love you guys xoxo Mom" I walk to the front door and take a look around the house I have lived in for 20 years. Turning around, I walk out the door.