Journaling:
Today was the court SOC date. We chopped stuff up. Wife gets the house, I get to keep my trust and properties, and have 2 years to refinance since I'm technically fired from husband and job at the same time.

WW tried to talk to me, not sure what about other than giving me some sort of "be friends" $#%*. I said that we either work it out, or she's dead to me. No middle ground. She said she's not staying married to me, I said goodbye.

It's been incredibly depressing to think about what's being liquidated, and all of a sudden I've been given an insane amount of debt to get rid of in 6 months, where selling one piece of art (that I bought when we got married and she had no job) will help the WW get rid of some of hers. I'm supposedly coming out ahead on this - but I sure don't feel like it.

There's going to be an arbitrator hired, which is supposed to speed things up and be far faster than a court appointed judge. I'd almost rather drag it out - but felt so beat up I just agreed. It will be less money. Divorce stinks.

Oh, BTW the WW looked terrible. She's aged a lot. Wish that made me feel better, it doesn't.


Me: 58
Her: 59
Kids: 0
Dog: 1
ILYBINILWY: 9/15
D Bomb: 1/11/16 (found out filed)
Verified OM: 1/11/16
Moved out: 1/11/16 (thought it was temporary)