I’m a Survivor! (cue music)
Computer gremlins were not the worst thing about last week, unfortunately. Mr. PBMX drama continues ad nauseum. In his bid to show me when I asked him to procure a copy of our marriage license, he got himself hospitalized and lost his apartment and was homeless for a few days. Apparently, his mother is trying to divorce him as well. Or else, sleeping on the street was preferable to spending time with her. She’s a pretty miserable bitch, but I think I could suck it up in those circumstances.
So, I am now waiting with baited breath to see if he will actually send me the paperwork (which he claims he has in his possession) so that I can finalize our divorce. I hoping to keep our separation under three years, if possible. I dream big.
Karl is helping me to keep it all in perspective– I’ve never been hospitalized against my will, therefore, my life is pretty good. 🙂
I have a new bon mot from school: a summary of a book apparently involving Nate the Great and a drug dealer. 🙂 I’ll try to get it posted in the next few days.