Well,
Since I'm paid up through January....
I got back from a trip to Illinois last night at 2 am with my son (My Stepdad's 75th birthday). I had been gone for four days. I knew this was going to be in the pile of mail waiting for me when I got home. My ex told me she got her copy on Saturday. It was an envelope with her lawyer's return address on it. Inside it was a crappy little xerox copy of a standard court form saying that some anonymous cog in the Los Angeles court system had finally, after nearly three months of sitting in a pile, rubber stamped our request for judgement. The divorce was final on December 8th.
The news took a great deal of the joy I would otherwise have felt out of my weekend. I did not tell my son. I did, however, tell my former in-laws. He and I spent a few hours with them on Monday before we flew back.
So now it is official, I am no longer married. There is a $120.00 bottle of wine waiting to be opened ( been waiting since September) yet somehow I don't feel like celebrating. My world just seems so out of balance right now. At least I have my boy for the next two weeks (Christmas vacation as delineated by the settlement). The Irony is he will be with me on Christmas and his mom for the whole week of Hannuka. Anyone want to hang out with me the week after christmas?
Since I'm paid up through January....
I got back from a trip to Illinois last night at 2 am with my son (My Stepdad's 75th birthday). I had been gone for four days. I knew this was going to be in the pile of mail waiting for me when I got home. My ex told me she got her copy on Saturday. It was an envelope with her lawyer's return address on it. Inside it was a crappy little xerox copy of a standard court form saying that some anonymous cog in the Los Angeles court system had finally, after nearly three months of sitting in a pile, rubber stamped our request for judgement. The divorce was final on December 8th.
The news took a great deal of the joy I would otherwise have felt out of my weekend. I did not tell my son. I did, however, tell my former in-laws. He and I spent a few hours with them on Monday before we flew back.
So now it is official, I am no longer married. There is a $120.00 bottle of wine waiting to be opened ( been waiting since September) yet somehow I don't feel like celebrating. My world just seems so out of balance right now. At least I have my boy for the next two weeks (Christmas vacation as delineated by the settlement). The Irony is he will be with me on Christmas and his mom for the whole week of Hannuka. Anyone want to hang out with me the week after christmas?
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This means thank you in sign language. Thank you for the birthday well wishes. It kind of looks like he's trying not to puke, too.