First Thanksgiving in my entire life that I did not spend with my family. Despite that, it went ok.
I left the house September 1st, after she told me, about the OM, "I still call him occasionally" and "he'll always be my friend." I slept on that, didn't raise my voice. Next morning I told her, that's it, I'm moving out, and because we have no money for a third house (that story another time) you will need to move.
Well! The next day she invites me back to MC. Nothing all summer long - the silent treatment. And then I announce I am leaing and very suddenly she asks for counseling. At the same time she wants a "Controlled separation" with the rules all spelled out, finances and so on, though not a legal separation. (Does CS = controlled separation?)
Well that was all a story, apparently. She came to one session, and then never returned.
I moved in with a friend.
Three weeks ago, looking at the calendar I realize, the 3-month term on our "controlled sep" is going to expire and seeing that we don't talk but once or twice a week, I'm not heading back to the house. So I ask her to meet with me to discuss the housing/money situation. If I am to get my own place, then I will need money. She agrees to meet, reluctantly. She arrives at the coffee shop 20 mins late. Before sitting at the table, she drops her atty's card on the table. Nice!
She announces that she is filing for D. I talk about the kids, suggest we go back to MC. (all non-DB tactics I guess) She declines.
I have an attorney. My atty contacted her atty. It's been three weeks, nothing from the atty or from W.
Now what?
For me, I'm GALing. But it is a very wild ride.
M 43 S14 S13 D11 D7 Divorce final: Jan 2009 Making it up as I go....
