UPDATE: She showed up at my door at 7:45 tonight and said "I'm home." Apparently, her lawyer advised her to move in again. This is a nightmare. I don't want her here. She's even being schmarmy about it while talking about how she wants an amicable dissolution, and she that she thinks we can be friends in the end when all is said and done. She wants everything back like it was, and I said no to that. It feels like
Is that called cake eating? This is turning into a spectacle I could never have imagined.
