My ex-husband just came by to drop off some things of mine I finally have the space for. He casually mentioned that he's moving to a new place, too. Turns out he bought a condo.
And I'm totally wrecked by this. Because we bought a condo once, together, and it was the biggest deal of our life together. We loved that place from the moment we set eyes on it, much the same way we fell in love, and it was our home.
And now he's going to have another home, another place that he loves, without me. His new girlfriend will help him decorate, redo the kitchen, and make a garden out of the driveway (all things he's planning).
When we were both renting it seemed like we were on more equal footing; both of us rootless, both of us nowhere near the solidity of the life we shared. And now... Another way in which he's moved on and I haven't. Can't.
He even used the same mortgage broker we used together.
God, I just wasn't expecting this at all.