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.
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