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Time, as it often tends to do, has snuck up on me.  Two days from now is The Boy’s last day of school.  Three days from now will be 11 months since the day I left Charleston; and I don’t feel any closer to being “officially divorced” than I did then.  It feels as if my attorney, and the STBX’s attorney for that matter,  is dragging his heels through this.

I got an e-mail from the STBX about a week-and-a-half ago asking about my plans for the summer.  I didn’t even respond to her – I forwarded it on to my lawyer, whose done virtually nothing about it.  I think I’m gonna have to pull the trigger on this one myself and take the 4 weeks that the STBX is willing to provide me The Boy, at least for this summer anyway.

And that’s only part of my problem:  I’m broke.  Much like my lady-love, The Auteur, I’m looking for work.  I don’t even have the money to go pick him up, that’s how pathetic I am right now.

Although I’ve made it very clear to the STBX that I want The Boy for 6 weeks during his summer break, I’ve been preparing myself for the reality that I may not get him for that long until this divorce is finalized in court. I’m ready for that.  I’d hate it, but I can deal with it.   My problem is that I’m looking at the calendar and nothing seems to have been done.

I guess that leads me to an even bigger question:  What have I accomplished in the last 11 months?

  • I’ve returned to school, with some mixed results.
  • I’ve made a few unofficial child support payments to the STBX – albeit upon advice from my attorney.
  • I’ve brought The Boy up here to Michigan and made a trip to see him in South Carolina on my own dime.
  • Six months ago, I started working out and have never felt better about my body.
  • Most important of all, I’ve met an amazing woman with whom I want to spend the rest of my life…
  • And in doing so I accomplished something I didn’t think was possible in Michigan:  I got comfortable.

The Auteur sees me in a bit of a rut and she’s right.  She summed it up best when she said “You’re comfortable.  You hate your situation, but you’re comfortable”.

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