Well, some real good news - finally!

The universe has a way of balancing things out - sometimes it takes a while, but it does happen.

Those of you who've been with me on this journey will know that one big sticking point has been XH's refusal to provide any financial docs for a settlement.

Long, long story and lots of subterfuge.. but recently XH was court-ordered to provide me with the password for one of our accounts that he'd been operating online.

He refused and so I had to go cap-in-hand to the bank and explain the full circumstances - and beg them to release a long history of transaction statements without charging me.

Turned out the female bank worker knew that the female branch manager had just been through a similar trauma with her WAH.
Both of them got on my case with gusto and pulled out all the stops to help.

We all ended up sitting in manager's office late one Friday night 2 hrs after bank had closed, working on how to get my massive credit card debt and mortgage down to manageable levels - and doing a lot of 'comparing' of what our XHs did.

I am constantly amazed at how kind and helpful people can be.

Also learned a lot about how not to come across, however.

The bank manager woman was not a DB-er.

She talked about wanting to have her XH killed and hiring private detectives, etc. Even though I completely understand what she's gone through (her H took everything she had, and the OW rang her home and announced the news of her existence to the 16-yr-old daughter), the bitterness was not a good look to an outsider hearing the story.

Anyway, I think I now have a couple of new friends for life. These are good, strong women who have integrity. They have my back. Just hope I can re-pay the favour.

Took my kids to the big football game last night, as I got free tickets. Previously, I would have walked on hot coals rather than have driven myself to such a big event and risked getting stuck in a massive car-park exit jam (I was such a worry-wort). Now, I take it all in my stride.

XH rang the kids that morning and offered to take them to the big game, as he had some 'spare' tickets. They just said no thanks, mum is taking us.

Thankfully, we didn't see him there (not that I looked).

Cheers to all.