2019 was a tough year.
- I finalized my separation.
- My ex-wife moved out of my house.
- I crashed my first Harley.
- And I lost 2 friends.
I’m not one to sit and reflect on the year that has come to a close, but for some reason I’m feeling very thoughtful at the moment.
D.I.V.O.R.C.E.
So yeah, that happened.
Was, not, fun.
I haven’t really written about it, honestly because I wasn’t sure what to say.
That I was ashamed my marriage fell apart? That I felt like a failure?
I don’t think any of you wanted to read that so …
Anyway, probably the hardest thing I’ve ever had to go through. The back and forth of emotions was exhausting. And my Ex and I get along, I can’t imagine these folks who have very ugly and messy divorces.
My boys, my Ex, all of us, we’re lucky to have gotten through this alive, I don’t know how other people do it.
I guess we did something right along the way.
The House
One of the things I felt pretty strongly about as we went through the separation was that I wanted to keep the house. The Ex didn’t want it and it really came down to me either keeping it or selling up.
For me selling off the house, just to either have to try and buy another one or even worse try and find a rental in Halifax, were not viable options.
I looked into what it would take and was informed I would have to re-finance the house so that I could buy her out. In the course of this fact-finding, I realized that I would have to take on a renter or join airbnb or something to help pay the mortgage.
My problem was that I would have to turn my basement back into an apartment (it had an in-law suite when we bought it) and I had no clue what I was doing.
It ended up taking me 4 months to do all the work that was required, I added a second laundry on my main floor so the apartment would be totally self sufficient. I had to learn about drywall, plumbing. I didn’t even own any tools I had to buy and learn how to use all of them.
It’s been 3 months with having 2 people living down there and I couldn’t be happier, hey have a place to stay in a city that is very hard to find a rental AND I can pay my bills, #WinWin
I crashed my first Harley
Back in February, I went up to New Brunswick and bought my first Harley. A 2004 Road King.
After saving up $10,000 in cash and riding it for 3 months, I smashed into the back of a lady at the Windsor St. exchange. In the middle of rush hour traffic, after just starting to accelerate she slammed on her brakes to avoid hitting a pigeon.
I slammed into the back of her and my bike was totaled.
Lost Friends
On June 18th after months of fighting for his life, my friend and brother Gary Jennex passed away.
I’ve already written about the accident and don’t want to bring that all up again. I’ll forever wish that somehow I could have seen what was coming, signaled to Gary what was about to happen.
I think about you often my brother, until we ride again.
Leonidas George “Leo” Christakos passed away Dec. 1st 2019 of a heart attack. Leo was one of my best friends and one of the 6 brothers involved in the accident in 2018 on the cabot trail.
Leo was a very respected man, in business as a mason, a great father and loving husband. Plenty has been said about the loss of this man. For me and my brothers in the Widows Sons this was crushing and sudden. Leo was always a steady, humble and thoughtful person whose contirbution to the world will be felt for years to come.
Leo was responsible for my joining the WS’s and one of my favorite people. I miss him dearly and will try to live my life by his example and be as good a man and mason and he was.
I love you my brother, until we ride again.
-- Downs out.
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