I sent the quitclaim and the "simple agreement" (written by my lawyer, says we have divided things up" to X. Well, it will go in the mail tomorrow.
I sent to his office the "Official notice of Dissolution of Domestic Partnership" as required by my work. I enclosed the note that just says: I'm sorry it ended this way. Perhaps some day you will allow me to say that to you. I hope you are well."
I sent a long note suggesting how to divide things up. I will have friends bring ALL his stuff and the joint stuff to the garage this Saturday. Hopefully Sunday we can go thru the stuff and divide it up. He will have to come get it all another time, but it will be out of the house, out of sight, and the joint stuff will be settled.
I'm not even crying all that much.
It's there. It's done. Time to live, or not live. Survive and find something to laugh about again some day, or just curl up and die. I guess I haven't died yet, so I will probably keep going.
Thanks to all who have supported me in this journey.
I will keep posting updates as pertinent--and of course, my times in the upcoming 1/2 marathons! and bless and thank all of you who have been here for me.
