Two weeks until my daughter starts school again, this time in a new school.
Two weeks until we leave the apartment (in a house) that we have known as home for nearly two years.
Two weeks until my daughter and I begin to stay in BFE until who knows when.
Two weeks until the majority of our earthly possessions are stored in a unit somewhere waiting to be placed in a home again.
Two weeks until I am thrust from my "cave", my "comfort zone", my little spot on earth where I am king and queen of my castle.
Two weeks to squirm and obsess and worry about how my psyche will deal with major changes not only for myself but for my daughter.
Two weeks where I will be caring for daughter until the last day of this month and this year because my daughter's pathetic dad couldn't put enough money aside to pick her up in the middle of her vacation and have her for over a week. 
DISCLAIMER: (Don't get me wrong; I'm not getting ripped off here, she is.  Her dad has only seen her once a month for the past year when he is supposed to see her every other weekend.  I won't even go into the holidays that he hasn't bothered to spend with her.)
Two weeks until I am completely free of R and the hold he has on my proverbial leg like a little helpless puppy.
Two weeks until I am completely single again and can flake off men like it's a hobby.
Two weeks until I can take care of only the two most important people in my world, my daughter and I.  I'm done caring for useless adults.
Two weeks to keep my tongue and my peace without lambasting R (again) for where his choices have landed daughter and I.
Two weeks to get my house and life in order for the next big step, and it's a doozie.  (The house and life thing and the next step.)
Two weeks to psyche myself up that this is a positive thing happening in our lives and next year will bring bigger and better things (and I don't mean my thighs).
Two weeks to take the ripened lemons that sit before me and make sweet lemonade with them before they rot.
Two weeks to start our life anew, with hope and (hopefully) reachable dreams for the future.