Okay so, Spongebob asks for the title to his car and asks me to mail it...I suggest him picking it up on Saturday when he will come, ONCE AGAIN, to pick up more of his sh*t at my house. You would think the man would pick up all his crap already!
OMG, you thought I would have suggested that he cut off his left testicle! The Drama! So, my lawyer and I let him throw his tantrum and agree to mail it to him for pete's sake...I mean, Sheesh!
So, then he sends me an email yesterday asking if it was okay for him to call me to talk about some of the terms of our divorce...I was like: Yah, okay, whatever...
Kids, I would never have believed that I could be so indifferent towards him but it was so easy peasy. He calls and I am all business and he wants to stroll down memory lane...and I am like: I have a root canal scheduled in 5 minutes and I gotta go(just kidding about the root canal, but seriously, where was he going with all the reminiscing?????)
So, I am thinking my divorce is almost a done deal...
A round of dirty martinis for everyone!
Kisses to all! Valentine
Aug '06: H moved out July '08: H had a kid with the OW May 12 '09: emancipation day
"Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it." -Ferris Bueller
