Just finished a 90-minute "table discussion" with my W. I feel like I've been run over by a truck. The full impact of breaking up a family doesn't really hit you until you go through the details. W and I negotiated through all of the financials and came up with numbers that we both agree on.

It wasn't until we started talking about dividing up the holidays that things got difficult. Every time my W started talking about how she's going to be on her own, looking for a new place, furnishing it, etc. she would start to cry. After this happened a few times I looked her in the eyes and said, "You don't HAVE to do this. We can put the breaks on and try to find another way to make us both happy." But she didn't respond. I don't know why I always feel the need to remind her that I don't want to get divorced. Sometimes I think she forgets because I'm being so compliant with the divorce arrangements.

Anyway, the discussion continued and we basically settled everything: her buyout price for the house, child support amount, division of retirement assets, shared custody schedule, holiday schedule.

Now she's gone and I have the pleasure of trying to concentrate on work until I need to pick up the kids from school. God I need a drink. Is 10 am too early for bourbon?!


M46 W48
M11 T14
S11 D8
BD: 2016/05/27
In-home separation: 2016/11/23
Nesting: 2017/06/11
W moves out: 2018/01/07
W goes public with OM: 2018/07/12
I ask for a divorce: 2018/12/14