I'm sorry to keep you in such suspense. Such a busy day yesterday after court--and I had my kids. At the end of the evening I fell asleep with them and slept more peacefully than I have in months.
Court turned out to be fairly anti-climactic. Even though her attorney's final Email indicated that CSTBX was terrified of facing the judge (or worse, trial) and was ready to accept the MSA we'd negotiated on, rather than the one to which she added even more unacceptable terms and language, I was still skeptical. But sign she did.
She arrived at the courthouse with her POS. In two years I'd never laid eyes on him, having only seen one picture of him at a distance.
I was quite stunned and amused. Talk about affairing down! My ex is quite beautiful (and I don't say that through a subjective lens; she was a model, nude and otherwise, and still could be. Just strikingly attractive--albeit with a black heart). And if I can be slightly immodest, I happen to be handsome, and 6'3".
This guy is a troll, truly: short, bald, no chin, sloping shoulders. (No offense to anyone who fits this description. Just indulge me;-) She looms over him by a good three inches (she is 5'10"). I must admit, the fact that he is ugly does not hurt.
I did not even acknowledge his presence. When I walked over to them to look over the MSA, towering over him, he slunk away and stood nervously at a distance for the remainder of the time.
I did not speak to her, and I met her eyes only once. She was looking at me with tears in her eyes--but then quickly tossed her head back haughtily, having clearly remembered that she was supposed to hate me. It was childishly obvious and laughable. But also sad. She is clearly terribly unhappy.
We proceeded into the courtroom, and it was pretty cut-and-dry. She was a nervous wreck, answering the judge's standard questions in a barely audible, quavering voice. After, my attorney and I got up, walked past them, and left. I gave my attorney a hug and she said, "If you don't mind, I am going to take a week's vacation from this case." (I love her!)
Oh, and ex's attorney came up to me and apologized! I didn't catch the last word of what she said: "I just want to tell you how sorry I am for...." Something. I said, "You are not the first."
(I don't know if my response made sense.)
Her attorney is filing a motion to withdraw.
As I said before, I feel strong and vindicated. Only distantly sad. I have to get used to not feeling anxious about her doing something to derail or sabotage the divorce. It will take some time.
She texted me twice to ask the children to call her for goodnight. This is pointless communication, as they both have phones and she is capable of calling them directly. (In fact, it was she who insisted on getting them their own phones, as she "did not want to go through me." Her words.)
I have ignored all her texts and phone messages and will continue to do so; there still remains the matter of the house closing, which is scheduled for April 24 at the latest. I am still leery that this is her last chance to regain control and will pull something. Thus I am staying strictly NC. But she has, thus far, been signing all documents.
The MSA is acceptable. She must pay retroactive CS, all funds she owes me, medical reimbursements for the kids, and $3000.00 lump sum alimony. All-in-all she must pay me around $14,000.00. CS will be paid through the state system.
Some of this will be given to me from her profits from the home sale, leaving her with nothing--and then more to pay me from whatever is not covered.
She also faces a lien from her previous attorney, which, according to her soon-to-be-ex attorny, "she plans to challenge." How she would accomplish this remains a mystery; and what attorney would represent her? And how would HE be paid? Her hole grows deeper.
She is still unemployed. All her unemployment will go to me until she acquires a job.
A ton of heavy stuff remains in the home, which she has to remove. I assume she will hire a moving company, for if she has her POS enter the premises I will immediately call the police. (I still have exclusive use and possession of the home until closing.) I do not doubt she will have the audacity to ask/order me to help her move. Fuck that.
Everyone, I simply cannot thank you enough. I want to identify so many of you by name, but, as they say at the Oscars, I do not want to forget anyone, so I will just say, Thank you from the bottom of my heart for all your wisdom, support, and 2x4s. This has been the worst nightmare of my life, but the hardest part is finally over.