You want positive? I can do you positive.
I moved into my own little housie last week. Things in boxes and plastic bags all over the place still as haven't got enough cupboards in yet, but it feels like home already. One of my first purchases was a super squashy recliner chair for the lounge, which I said was Mama's chair and no-one was to sit in it unless they'd earned my special approval. It doesn't work out like that exactly, but the boys do seem extra keen to make me cups of tea etc for some mysterious reason. No telly yet, but at least my broadband is up and working, as you see. (XH had to fix the wiring for me - true to form though, he's left the phone socket half way across the room with all the wiring exposed, so I'll probably have to get an electrician in to tidy it up.)
XH does have a tendency to turn up every evening, sit on the floor, demand the boys make him coffee and criticise my housekeeping (!), but I don't have to listen to him and will chuck him out if he gets too annoying. His own house currently has no electricity or water as he feels too poor to get them connected. DS4 may have to live with me until he gets that sorted or SS may have something to say.
Downside is, a truck reversed into my precious Astra the other day, so am being tested on my resolve to walk more before I really felt ready. But this is probably a good thing in disguise. Probably.
I've read the whole G&F thread and am with you all, even if I can only burble about myself at the moment. One thing I really, really want to hear is that Baffy made that wretched H eat his thrice-damned mobile. The other thing I want to hear is that Dior refuses to have sex until her H puts on at least two stone, as she's never found skinny men attractive. Apart from that: excelsior, everyone!