Happy Divorce To Me

This is a little late to post but I was granted my divorce on the 3rd of July! "...everybody dance now...." So on the morning of the 3rd I was in the bathroom and it dawned on me I officially got to join the family "club" that day....yes I have followed in a hallowed family tradition of broken marriages. What the heck was wrong with me up till now, can't tell you. Seems everyone else in my family has known to kick the spouse to the curb when things didn't work out, I apparently was naive in thinking that I could some how invoke a miracle and make a Prince out of a Horses Ass. Ok so there was a time I did love X but you know that seems to have magically disappeared when he thought to dip his wick in other places or the other assorted charming behaviors he indulged himself in over the years that made me cry on a daily basis. Oh and to make things even more special I shared a court room with a man who was getting divorced and guess what his name was...yep the same as X's /Sigh. You know I'm so excited to get a default divorce and lucky enough that the afore mentioned parasite did not have to be in the room but then someone else with his name was there and ....ewwwwww. If some poor guy in the future asks me out and has the misfortune to have X's name he will just have to deal with being called Steve or something because just hearing X's name now fills me with the creeps /sigh.

I did find one thing amusing, as I was leaving the courthouse some guy had written all over his car...."JUST DIVORCED" like they do to cars when you get married. It also had references to "bitch" and other colorful four letter words on the window but I just interchanged them with "bastard" and all was good in my mind. I'm kidding...really, I just understood the elation of getting rid of someone from your life who's main drive was to make you cry and think up of new and inventive ways to hurt you.

So your thinking, wow she really does not like X....ummmm yeah and? I don't hate him...really I feel nothing, taken me a while but nope (really not angry at him, I know some how some place Karma will take care of him for me =) ). Didn't cry at the divorce proceeding (except when I was asking the judge for protective measures, and for damn good reasons) was not upset, was pretty proud of myself that he does not upset me anymore and I feel good about moving on and meeting NICE men. All this does not mean I like him or anything just find it amusing to berate his memory, reminds me of what I don't like in men so maybe next time I pick someone a heck of a lot nicer, someone who deserves me, knows how to treat me with respect =) I know guys like that are out there, just have to find them =) and I'm ready to move on.