Ugh, I need to settle down. I was already not feeling well and now I unintentionally added some extra stress to my day. I called my mom to relate a funny coincidence in my day (an ex-boss who now lives within an hour of me) and she told me something I did not need. She says that some sort of thick envelope from the county courthouse there in NE arrived at their PO Box for me.
It might be paperwork pertaining to my arrest in 2006 and related sentence, blah, blah, blah. I only hope they're not summoning me to appear to testify against my co-defendants again; I really can't afford the trip to NE and back.
I am trying to assure myself how ridiculous it is to wonder if the envelope contains divorce papers. He wouldn't talk about our future together if he was going to file, right? My H wouldn't send it to my parents' address, would he? When would he have had these papers drawn up? And why would they come from that courthouse? It doesn't make any sense! So then why is my stomach churning and I am fearing the worst?
I hate unknown variables. I can deal with most things that come at me head-on. It's these d*** sideswipes that kill me. Do you think if my H calls tonight I should mention the envelope? Ask if he might know what's in it? Or pretend I haven't heard about it?
This is shaping up to be one hugely bizarre day!
undefeated 24 H 24 S's 4, 2, 1 M 5 yrs
"Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all." ~Dale Carnegie
