And it begins. Wah-waaaaaah.

+just+j+ · March 2013

X is now aware that our divorce will be final in the next week or two. So I now have to hear again in his last ditch effort how hard this is on him to lose me, how much he loves me, and am I sure I want this.

Yes. I know it's hard on you. You no longer have anyone to handle all your crap. That's now completely all on you. I get it. It's rough. You'll be fine. So yes, I just spent $3000 on a divorce. I want this. I'm not backing out. And oh yea...I'm much happier and less stressed these days. Oh... and double yea...I can't tell you how F*CKING HAAAAAPY I am that I don't have to deal with your meth-head mom, your craptastic felonious son and that psychobitch drama queen daughter again. Ever. Maybe until your funeral. And even so, I get to sit in the back row and laugh because they will be stuck with the big fat bill. I'm so happy about all of this in fact, I'm downright flippin' giddy.

Of course I don't say that. But that's my voice inside my head.

If nothing else goes wrong, I will be divorced a week from tomorrow the minute the judge signs the paperwork.

5 1/2 years of hell I can put fast and far behind me. A new and much happier chapter is beginning and it feels goooooooood.

Can I get an AMEN!?

+just+j+ · March 2013

And Wendi... when you're in the Des Moines area, let me know. I'll steal you away for some good wine, or better yet, a good stiff drink to celebrate. I'm buying.