I got divorced today.
|Me, I guess.|
Had I thought about it, planned it, scheduled it, I never would have done it. So when the thought popped into my head this morning, I went with it.
All the papers were properly filled out and signed by my ex and me. I knew that the district judges heard uncontested divorce cases from 8:00 to 9:00 a.m. each day. Literally all I had to do was make the drive and wait my turn.
It was hard, you guys.
|To quote the Who, it's very, very, very, very hard.|
A number of people were there with their lawyers. Some, like me, were alone. I wanted to hug them all. Because they all had the same look on their face: I can fucking do this. I totally related.
Four or five cases came up before mine. They were just people. People I can never in a million years judge, because my marriage ended up the same. One of the prior cases was a woman who actually got married a year before I did. That made me feel strangely better. I wasn't the only one who made it 25 years but couldn't make marriage work.
|Not on topic. Yet on topic, you know?|
It took just a few minutes for the judge to sign off on my divorce. She kind of scolded me, you guys, because I didn't request child support or a specific visitation schedule. I held my ground and said I was down with what I had (hadn't) requested. She flat-out told me that if it weren't for Precocious Daughter's age (16 1/2), she would not have approved my decree. And I get that. But I told her (honestly) that I wouldn't have been seeking a divorce if I couldn't support my child by myself, and she relented.
|Just like Tina Turner, all I wanted was my name.|
Anyway, afterward I told Precocious Daughter that it was done. I apologized for putting her through all this. And she replied, "You haven't put me through anything."
Goddamn, I love my kid.
Bottom line: Hey, Drunkards, I'm divorced. I can finally move on.
Thank you for your support. THANK YOU.
I guess this chapter is closed.
On to posts about Trump and squirrels and vodka and shit.
Maybe give me a day or two, though.
Because I just got divorced.