Wow, it’s May! I know it’s been a little while since I was on here. I have been biding my time and filtering myself here since my STBX is now following my blog through Facebook. I am hoping to make this divorce process as smooth as possible because I just want to be rid of him. Today I found the “ban” feature on FB, so I have him banned from my page. Not that he can’t still come here and read… But oh well.
The exciting news that I have to share with you all is that the divorce process has started and is on it’s way to its final destination. Unfortunately, there are still some additional steps along the way. Yesterday my Mom and I did our depositions at the lawyer’s office. That is Step 3 in this process. Step 1 was filing papers with the court announcing my decision to sue Chris for divorce. He got a copy of the papers mailed to him the middle of last month. Step 2 was having him acknowledge receipt and waive his right to 120 days to have his lawyer (which we all know doesn’t exist) review and possible rebut. Since this is a no fault divorce, there really is no need for him not to agree unless he wants to be an ass.
The day that I posted my last blog entry, April 29th, Chris has texted me that he was going to go by the lawyer’s office and sign the acknowledgment and waiver. The papers were filed with the court on April 15th, so that was already two weeks from when he could have. With that promise from him secured, I set up a deposition with my lawyer on the first available day that worked with my Mom’s school and work schedule (because I needed another witness who knew how long we were separated). Yesterday was that deposition date.
Wednesday afternoon when I was blissfully enjoying my lunch, I got a call from my lawyer. Chris had never come in to sign the papers. Oh, and we couldn’t move forward to the next stage (depositions) until he did. So, unless he got in there within the next 24 hours or so everything would be delayed that much longer… Geesh!
I asked if they would call him, thinking that maybe if someone else was involved besides me he might actually comply. So, they attempted to call him. Several times. He never answered, and his voicemail was apparently “full.” What a jackass. My lawyer said he just doesn’t understand why he is being so difficult about this because this whole process is “basically nothing,” especially compared to some of the other cases he deals with. I told him that I know, believe me, and this is just one more reason I’m divorcing him.
After I got that lovely notification from my lawyer I realized it was up to me. Guess I have to contact him after all. Yuck. I tried calling, too, and experienced the same bullshit as my lawyer. So I sent him the following text: “I have a deposition scheduled for 4pm tomorrow so that this divorce can happen, but nothing can move forward until you sign the paperwork. You said you were going to do that April 29th, but they just called and said that you haven’t.”
His response was, “I told you i would try and get by there. I have arranged to have Friday off so i will get by there around noon and have everything signed. I will even text you when its done.” Oh, how magnanimous of him! (dripping sarcasm, of course) For the record, his text to me about signing the papers was this: “Just so you know i will be going by your lawyers Monday afternoon to take care of what’s left.” There was no “try to” in there. It was an “I will be.” Why was I idiotic enough to take him at his word after everything? No idea.
Of course, his gracious offer of going by on Friday, after the time we had the deposition scheduled, requiring me to cancel and reschedule, didn’t make me jump for joy. Oh, you can do me the huge favor of taking care of signing your fucking name on a waiver 11 days after you promised to do it and 25 days after the first time you could have? I’m sure he was expecting me to praise him for his selflessness. Gag!
I choked down my vitriol and urge to scream, and sent him this text: “That throw everything off because it was planned for you to do it weeks ago so this deposition has been scheduled, I’ve taken off work, and my mom has rearranged her schedule as well since I need a witness to how long we were separated. My lawyer even tried to call you and leave you messages but your mailbox is full and won’t accept them.” I made sure to throw in information about my Mom and my lawyer so he’d know that his irresponsibility wasn’t just inconveniencing me (since that wouldn’t matter at all to him).
Two minutes later he responded by saying, “I will do everything I can to get there before four tomorrow. Let me call and see what I can do.” I just said, “Thank you,” and held my breath. I wanted to say so much more, but I held my tongue and played the role of grateful, groveling wife that he wanted me to. A few minutes late he said, “I will have them signed tomorrow by 1:30. Call your lawyer and let him know.”
I let out a sign of relief, although I didn’t get my hopes up too much considering what happened before. There was always the possibility that his narcissist self would decide something else was a higher priority or that he would say “something came up” or just not do it. However, I was banking on the fact that he didn’t want to look like even more of an ass to my Mom. I tried to play off of that imagine conscious thing (hahaha, such a joke) that narcissistic sociopaths have.
He actually went by and signed (and was sure to send me a text). I called the lawyer’s office to confirm. I’m sure he felt high and mighty. In his version of this story I bet he would extol his virtues as a wonderful person for dropping everything to do this “for me.” He would most likely say he texted me out of the goodness of his heart to ease my mind. Ha! Others may believe that, but I’m certain it had nothing to do with me and everything to do with stroking his twisted ego. I believe that he intentionally waited to the last second to fuck with me. Maybe not. Maybe he’s just an irresponsible, self-centered piece of shit who doesn’t really care how quickly this divorce is over, even though he’s married to a “nut job.” He’s certainly not suddenly so busy and so important that he hasn’t had the ability in almost a month to take care of this.
The thing that kills me is that he literally has only ONE responsibility in this divorce. Sign the required papers. That’s it. I have paid all of the fees. I wrote up the separation agreement. I do all of the depositions. I line up the witnesses. I have all of the meetings with the lawyer. I am footing the entire cost of divorce. Now I even have to make calls and texts to remind him to sign his name!?! Holy shit!
But I digress… My lawyer explained that the rest of the process will go like this: They will type up the deposition that my Mom and I gave. They will attach that and all of the required paperwork and exhibits along with an official request for divorce judgment. These papers will be mailed to me and to Chris. At that point he will have to sign that he agrees to a divorce. Once he does that (however long it takes), the final paperwork will be submitted to the court. They will also mail me a copy. Once the paperwork is in the hands of the court it could take anywhere from 2 weeks to a month for the judge to sign them. My lawyer knows all of the clerks (and my Mom has one as a client), so hopefully my case will be presented as soon as possible. However, my county only has one judge and he only deals with divorce matters on Fridays.
He said that IF Chris goes by and signs everything he needs to by the end of this month, the worst-case scenario is that I’ll be divorced by July 1st. That’s just in time for my big trip down to Amelia Island, Florida for work, which is just a week or so later. I was already planning to make it an extended vacation, and now it can be a celebration, too! All in all, that’s great. I can’t wait for this whole thing to be done, but I’ll be patient.
Yesterday I also made sure to take time for a mini-celebration. I treated myself to a haircut and gel manicure. I went out to dinner with my Mom and step-Dad to a really nice, trendy new restaurant. I ate delicious food and spent time with two of the people I love most in the world. It was a beautiful, sunny afternoon and I drove around with happy songs blaring from my radio. The car windows were down, and of course I was singing along. I also wore my favorite pink flyaway cardigan that looks amazing with my skin and hair. I’ll leave you with a few snapshots of me from yesterday.