Just when I thought it couldn't suck more, there was more. More suck than I could embrace, anyway. When the kids walked out that door just after our Christmas brunch... I wanted to die. I busied myself with tidying up, breaking down boxes, etc., and indulged in a hysterical weeping snotfest. At that moment anything was in the mix -- I'd have shot Signore Schmuckatelli in the f*cking head if I'd had the opportunity. I'm not sure I wouldn't have shot WAW. Stuck in Folsom Prison? No problem. That's how empty and bleak it was.
@robx -- you're right; this whole thing has been a rush. But the funny thing, it hasn't been -- it's all generated, like so much else about my myriad "failures" as H -- in her head. She drops the bomb -- a week later, "Name your price! Let's get this settled!" (even though you have to wait 6 months in Coastal State anyway). Then months of nothing, and all of a sudden she "has to" file -- "I have to get a mortgage! Now!" Then months of nothing, and all of a sudden she "has to" move out earlier than planned -- "I can't breathe! I have to be free now!" When we were going to Fab MC#2, the plan was to go stepwise, slowly, work each thing out, make it solid -- then all of a sudden we have to drop everything and reconcile [because Signore had dumped her, but she got over that], "You have to decide NOW!"
If D was so important to her, she's been in a position to make a settlement offer every single day since Jan 31. Nothing. Now, because she's going on a f*ckfest vacation and "do[es]n't want to be interrupted by your cr*p!", it's all now-now-now.
It's MLC, I'm sure of it -- the only thing that exists for her at any point time is whatever's at the top of her head.
@nutfarmer -- thanks for the props. I drank a Whisky-brand bottle of whisky, made myself a filet mignon with a fresh herb salad and a dozen fresh jumbo prawns, watched "The Great Escape", got slowly and quietly drunk, and fell asleep on the sofa. Today, headachey, I took a bunch of elbow shots to the ribs by aggressive She-Moms at the after-Christmas sales and bought Themselves a bunch of new clothes.
