I am all over the place with my emotions about Thursday being the day of my divorce. I have been frantic with the lawyer, getting the paperwork in order. H hasn't even read the papers, handed them back to me and said "I trust you". Um, ok. Luckily I am a good person because the lawyer forgot some major major points in the paperwork.
I realized last night with my friend (she is getting a D, H practically marrying OW, two kids, we are sad peas in a pod) that I might be placing too much 'hope' on the actual D day, that it will make things all better. I am realizing there is tons of hard stuff coming my way.
H has a girlfriend and probably not sleeping at his dads. Its a gut feeling I have, and its NEVER been wrong. Not my business, but ouch.
Journaling with better things:
Hit Grants Farm for their Halloween function. We went with my friend and her 2 kiddos. Had a blast. Danced the night away with them to kids song, and the old party classics (Electric Slide, Macarena, hee!). Girls partied hard. Great night.
because the lawyer forgot some major major points in the paperwork. 