Hope you do okay. Despite the way it's depicted on TV, it's not usually a time for celebration - more of a realization that you've lost something (no matter who's at fault) and it's time to get on with rebuilding your life. My divorce was final about 17-1/2 years ago. We had no kids or house, so there wasn't much to contest. My lawyer told me when the hearing was scheduled, but It was a "no-fault" affair, and neither of us had to appear in court. I forgot all about it. One day when I came home from work there was the final divorce decree in the mailbox. No great celebration - just a long, quiet pause by the mailbox cluster at the apartment complex.
I still need to get divorced... Though, we've been separated for years now. Before I moved out of state, we met up to sign a notarized document declaring a date of separation and giving up our rights to sue.. (same deal, no kids, property, no contest) Was kinda odd, we chit chatted about his new baby daughter, he showed me pictures... We made a few jokes together. He told me he was surprised I didn't take any shots at him. (he had gained weight) As we parted company outside the notary place... It was kinda odd and humerous... Bye... :seeya: hope to never see you again... ya know... in a GOOD way. At least it was amicable... But yeah, no celebration.
^ Oh, he's just quitting drinking for a month and being a wiseass... I wanted to share my experience with StraightToes though anyways after reading his post.
Lies.. I put a penny in a charity box today... I think it was for cancer or something (I didn't look).
