Rainy Days and Mondays

Rainy Days and Mondays

by

Mrs. E.

The sun was shining for the first time in many days. Bobbi couldn't bring herself to actually go outside to enjoy the break in the weather. She was totally flummoxed. How could she act normal? What was normal? She had just received the notice that the divorce was final.

She was relieved or at least she thought she was. She had been waiting on the papers for some time now. So she and Joe were now officially divorced. After all that was what she wanted. So why did she feel so empty. Their relationship had never been amicable. It was just that animal magnetism thing. The only thing they had in common was they were good together in bed. Ah yes, those were the best times they had had over the past few years. They had nothing else in common. What had she been thinking? Well, you know sometimes passion has been known to monkey around with clear thinking. Oh well, she was thinking clearly now and that was what counted.

Bobbi thought that she had handled the break up with great finesse. She had packed up all of Joe's things, set them on the front porch so that he would find them when he got home from his business trip, and changed the locks. Sure the cacophony when he returned home and couldn't get in was quite annoying. The neighbors sure had been insensitive to what Bobbi was going through. If they had just been patient and waited for a few hours before calling the police, she was sure that Paul would have stopped all the ranting and plethora of cursing. Oh well, the police did take care of everything, showing up with their shiny badges and weapons. At least that whole bad scene was over.

Bobbi's problem now was that she couldn't shake off this feeling of depression. She had thought that by this time she would have been ready to get back out there on the dating scene. She knew that even though she was older now, she still had what it takes to get noticed by the opposite sex. Some good looking hunk out there would want to monkey around with her if she could just once force herself out into the world again.

Bobbi looked out at the sun and decided that today was day to start over. She showered, fixed her hair and makeup, and headed out the door. But where was the sunshine? Where had all of those clouds come from? How was she supposed to start her life over? As the cloudburst poured down buckets of rain, Bobbi thought I could sure use Joe right now.