It's Official

I met with my attorney  to sign the papers March 1.  When I got there, guess who showed up at exactly the same time?  Yup!  Mr Man!  My attorney put him in another room so I didn't have to deal with him.  Yuck.  There were mountains of documents to read...all the same forms that had been flung back and forth for months.  I read them with a fine toothed comb, and of course, he still tried to slide something in there at the last moment.  Did he think I wasn't going to read it or I was too stupid to understand!  Don't think so!  And then in his arrogance, he asked if he could come back and talk with me.  No way!  Think again!  So naturally he had to send the "I'm so sorry.  I was so reluctant to sign" text.  You wanted it mister, now live it!

It took a week of dealing with his pissy attorney to get the documents right.  Then they were filed and that was the end of it.  As of March 10, I am offically single again. 

I thought I would feel something.  But I guess all I felt was relief.  Maybe it was anti-climactic because the papers were signed a week before.  I don't know.  What I do know is I am a different person.  I found my strength again; that same strength he worked so hard to squash down over all the years of our marriage.  I don't let him tell me what to do anymore.  And I am quite happy to be confrontational!  I will not tolerate his crap any longer.

Court

Since I last wrote, so much drama!  In mid-January Mr. Man took me to court to make sure he got his visitation.  And the damn idiot of a judge gave it to him!  Remind me to work on that judge's opponents election campaign!  Needless to say, the children are not amused...to say the least!  The only saving grace is that he must visit them in my local area and cannot leave with them.  Thank heaven!

Mr Man is so delusional!  He really thinks he can force teenagers to visit him and like it!  He spends most of his time arguing with them or shoving his views/thoughts/opinions down their throats!  Yeah, dude, that's gonna work.

I was devastated.  I really thought my world might end...but it didn't.  The kids are stressed out about it, but we'll get though.  Within the first month, he was already giving my daughter permission to sleep at home....my home mind you!  Now that takes nerve!  But, of course, she is welcome here.  The kids cancel on him every chance they get and ignore him when he is around.  A pound of flesh, I guess.

Last weekend, he was late arriving, as usual, but this time he was sneaky!  He stopped at the motel first and dropped off Rosemary and the baby!  He hadn't even told the children that the "child" was born, but yet he thought it was apporpriate to spring it and her on them at the hotel.  Coward!  Needless to say, that weekend visitation lasted about an hour before they both came home and refused his calls.  So, how's that working for you, Mr Man?