the postman delivered my unmarried-ment papers today.
carla got the mail.
i was gone from 7:30am to 9:00pm.
when i got home, she says "your mail is on your bed".
i walk into my room.
i see a package from a friend who lives in Georgia. she knitted me a hat, i've been expecting it.
last thursday Seth called me while i was at work. i answered it.
he said the unmarried papers were on their way and that i need to sign them and mail them back as soon as i can, so we can "get this show on the road".
they were on the bed, under the hat package.
it was weird tearing open the envelope and reading the lawyer-speak.
Wright vs. Wright.
"No children."
"Mrs. Wright is not pregnant."
"There is no property to be disputed."
"Mrs. Wright wishes to return to her maiden name: _______"
etc.
it was just weird to have this "court"-like language describing the dissolution of our marriage.
the only highlight was that i wore my cute new hat while i read over the papers.
now i guess i just have to make copies for my own files, sign them, and send them back.
what a heavy way to start the week.
now i'm finding that nothing you plan on is certain.....
Monday, March 24, 2008
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2 comments:
Oh, that's hard. I remember that. The final day will be tough as well, but you're doing so well! Keep it up!
I remember that experience too. but it does gt better from now on. You're doing great!
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