Today I am thankful that I am tactfully honest.
Sadly, my ex is not honest nor is he tactful.
There is a little tiny mini-tantrum going on in the basement.
Right now...
I'm afraid.
I'll type this out just in case something happens.
If I prepare nothing will happen.
So, I'll prepare.
I asked my ex to schedule a final hearing at his convenience. I just need him to understand that if he drags out our divorce to get himself a larger income tax refund, he's going to be legally married to me with the understanding that I want to be with another man.
He was not happy with me at all!
He said that he expected this conversation on Saturday.
I did not believe that the conversation was necessary until today.
Today my ex made it known that he took the whole divorce as a joke. He didn't think it would possibly go through.
Well....it did.
The paperwork is filed and ready to go.
We can do it now.
We can do it after the first of the year if he wants to get a $5,000 tax refund.
I don't care.
Sigh....
Doesn't it take two people to stay married?
I'm a little confused.
I'm a little upset.
I'm going to cry myself to sleep.
If I don't post for a few days, I wound up at the shelter.
This is usually the point where I give up on the idea of leaving and end up staying for his convenience. I'm realizing that I didn't want him living with me in 1994 but this type of temporary drama happened. Once the temporary drama sets up the situation the way he wants it, it becomes permanent.
I do not believe my ex will leave the house. I don't think it matters what any divorce decree/separation agreement says.
I'm going to have to be the one to move -or- I am going to have to go back to being alone. If I give up my friend, my ex will quit being obnoxious. He'll quit flirting and he'll quit tantruming.
I just don't understand....who goes through a divorce believing it cannot go through because he wills it not to?
I'd hitchhike to Utah but I signed away my rights to move more than ten miles away from the current house. I'm realizing that separation/divorce agreements only pertain to me.
I am certainly confused and sad....
Love ya,
S.
Edit Sixteen Hours Later:
Okay....
The mini-tantrum gave way to two very long and whiny emails.
One telling me that he is willing to live here, with me, through January 2014 even though I want to date (and do all sorts of nasty fun things with) my friend.
In that email he acknowledged that he said he would divorce me in 2007 and that he is being delusional when he thinks I'm going to stay with him.
In the other email, he told me to schedule that final hearing at my convenience, although it will give him a net increase of $5,000 if I wait until January 1st. He wants to live with me while the divorce is pending.
Ugh!!!
Where in the world does a legal agreement promising to move out by October 21st translate into living with me through the New Year?
Who says that I'm sane enough to grab my friend's arse, throw him on the floor, and make a meal out of him without getting my crazy vibes all over him?
Men!!!
There are days when they drive me completely bonkers.
Heck....there are years when they do that.
I'm going to need a huggie jacket.
When I say I need a commitment, I'm thinking that I need a trip to the mental hospital.
Yes, any man trying to define himself as my beau is going to scare me away right now.
I wonder if I can find a porn star that looks enough like me to fool my ex. Maybe I can buy a porno, stick it in his VCR, and try to pass the chick off as me with a ton of body make-up.
That could be proof positive that I am some kind of whore.
That could make him leave.
Maybe....
With my luck, that would probably backfire, huh?
He'd want me to do all those filthy things to him!
I'll leave it alone!
Hoping to run off and hide in a cave somewhere,
S.
YIKES!!