I'm not quite sure why I come here every morning. It's now 445AM! Maybe because mornings are the worst. Financial mediation begins on Monday. I'm just honestly filling out my financial affidavit. Period. I'm sure with smarmylawyerbossaffairman, she's managed to hide a lot. Yes, it can be done. I really don't even care. I'm numb to all of this. (Not apathetic, just numb)
Part of the single life is not bad. I never have to worry about walking on eggshells, hoping I've broken the code for that particular moment, so as not to be critiqued or worse. It is a small tradeoff for the loss of a whole family, and the loss of an intact family for my kids. Blah, blah...you've heard it all before..........
Life is actually calmer...(?) I'm not doing any yard work. No leaf raking. I don't lift a finger to fix the basement door to the kitchen, where she punched the panel out LAST MARCH to get in the house after she locked herslef out. 5 years agao it would have been fixed the next day. Oh well. Clean my apartment once a week. I just hold my breath any time her number comes up on the cell phone.
