Well, I managed to get out of bed, get to the grocery store, and get my Saturday morning donuts. I may have gotten going so late that I didn't eat said donuts until 2pm, but that's OK Each time something like this happens it takes less time to get out super-depressed mode and get on with life, so that must be a good thing. I know for a lot of people they are just coming here at this moment in the process with hopes of saving their M. Don't know that I really have that hope anymore given the time that has passed, I just want to make it through alive and as intact as possible. He is still all about the grass being greener and I imagine it's hard to decide whether or not that's really true until you go check out the other grass.
I really hope there are no surprises or drama in the legal process. I'm already annoyed and frustrated enough that I have to fill out all this paperwork about my income, assets, debts, etc. for something I don't want, much less have something else pop up. The only thing I can think of is if he had some large hidden assets or money that I don't know about and then I might question whether or not I should have some piece of that. Right now we would just be keeping our own funds/assets and splitting a joint account 50/50. To be honest, I am really looking forward to the payout I will receive for him buying the house. You can't put a price on the grief and pain and time this has caused but somehow that amount of money starts to make up for it - I'm getting "paid back", in some way.
Me:30 H:29, no kids T:12, M:4 (when D was final) 12/13: "Don't think I want to be M anymore" 6/14: Separated (I move) 1/15: H filed for D 5/15: D final