Cleanup on isle three

Well the walls are closed again.
The workers have all left.
Sure, they cleaned up after it.
However there is still work to do.
There is still dust and bits around.
Little specs of insulation dot the floors.
Soon it will all be done though.

There is a funny part of this one also.
One that reflects on my marriage.
I have been living in a "construction zone".
It is only a transition thing though.
I will complete the project at some point.
If I was still married the ex would go crazy.
Just all the disorder of it all.
Random paint colors and decorations.
Faucets and parts on counters uninstalled.
So may things that would drive her nuts.
And yet to me they all feel great.
I actually had 2 rooms done for a bit.
Then one got torn out, but it is fixed now.
I would be to blame for the dust and such.
I would be to blame for the mess.
It would never be good enough.
This incident would be harped on.
It could never be made right.
That was such a dreadful way to live.
Knowing that anything that went wrong was my fault.
An irrational level of blame to be had for me.
It was just crazy to live like that.
Things are SO much better now that I am single.
It just made EVERYTHING easier for me.
Mistakes are simply mistakes.
Mind-reading is not a required skill anymore.
I am SO glad I am divorced.
I think I like the color the best.
No more starch white walls.
No more back and white thinking.
Yeah, Life is Great.