My future ex and I are still living together until we sell our house. We’re friends and have chosen to spend the holidays together. Our son won’t be in this Thanksgiving, so We’ve decided to go to a favorite restaurant that’s serving traditional turkey dinner.

Our other extended families are celebrating in different parts of the country, and this year neither of us found the whatever to pull all the logistics and travel arrangements together.

A card with a gift arrived from my parents yesterday. They always send one around this time of year. Only this time, for the first time, it was addressed only to me. It was strange, I have to admit. My future ex was definitely taken aback. But I was like – “what did you expect? We’re getting a divorce.”

Neither of us have ever had a close relationship with them, but I’m still their daughter, and I do call over there every few weeks. So I guess in their heads they’ve adjusted the basic math. Two minus one.

Another friend of mine is having a big potluck dinner over at her house. She invited us over for today. I thought that sounded good, but not so much to my future ex, as she’s more “my” friend and he was a bit uncomfortable the last time we were there, so we’re sticking with the restaurant plan.

It’s good we’re getting a divorce. That’s the way it should be. And I’m looking forward to a nice Thanksgiving.