The divorce is over.Stacy and I are moving forward, monogamously.
T and I are scheduled for 5 minutes in front of a judge on May 4th. I was nervous this evening in anticipation of how she would take the confirmation.
We will go our separate ways and try to remain friends. The clerk said it might take up to 60 days for us to get in front of a judge to finalize.
We accomplished a lot towards our divorce this weekend. Settling things once-and-for-all has been elusive. However, we did our best to get as many of the elephants out of as many of the rooms as possible.
I want her to be my girlfriend, and that we spend the night together at either her place or mine one or two nights a week.
I stayed in a hotel for those last few days until T left for her trip.
There we were watching an episode of ‘Drunk History’, and T rang my phone.
“Can you let me in?”
T was supposed to have left on her 3 month trip this past Thursday, but her visa did not get processed in time for the flight and now her departure date has been delayed 10 days
I tried not to ask when he was planning on finally telling her, but inside I was anxious for things to get moving.
I wondered why she got to go on trips, taken out to nice dinners, and be his spouse while I was the one dealing with his insomnia and panic attacks.
Of all of the things I regret most about my two years with Matt, it’s that I didn’t get up in the middle of that conversation, get in my car and drive away.
Tonight is the first night in my own place in 17 years. Ratified the contract last week, settle in 2 weeks, but the place was empty and the owners were OK with me moving in early.