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Today I am thankful that I am officially single. 


The decree was issued on Thursday.  Mike sat at the courthouse telling me he wanted me back.  

The judge asked me I the agreement was fair.  It is NOT.  Mike gave me everything that he hadn't looted. 

The judge didn't like the fact I waived alimony.  I have up to two years to file a claim if I so choose.

We were divorced. 

The moment I got home, Mike told me that his sports car needed a new engine and that he was going to have it junked.  He needed a car to get to work. 

You know, I shouldn't care.  I should have boundaries.  I gave him my mini-van so he wouldn't lose his job. 

I spent the weekend looking for a car. 

According to the divorce agreement, I get an IRA that was worth $32K the day we filed.  He's been raiding that to fix his car and for living expenses.  I can't get mad. 

I went to the bank and it is only worth 18K today. 

I am not going to get angry. 

The bank won't put it in my name unless he withdrawals the money and takes the tax penalty.  That is not how it works.  They are supposed to transfer the ownership to save him the penalty. 

I cannot access that money. 

I am NOT going to get angry. 

I can't get a firm reply about when he is going to move out. 

I asked him if he wants to write up a new agreement with benchmarks and time lines so I know what to expect.  He said he would.  He hasn't. 

I am NOT GOING TO GET ANGRY. 

Steve is talking about how awkward it is for him that my ex still lives here.  I asked him if he wanted me to back off.  He says no but I don't see another option. 

I am NOT going to cry. 

Please pray for me.  Maybe I shouldn't care about my ex as much as I do.  I just don't see how it serves our children to throw him out on the street without a vehicle. 

I don't know. 

I pray something moves soon. 

Love ya,

S. 

 

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