So today is D Day (not Discovery but Divorce)
I dropped the kids off at the airport nice and early. They are so excited. Felt a tinge of guilt, knowing that the world that they come back to will be so different.
I took the day off work. I thought I had so much to do but it is all done now and wishing that I had something to keep myself busy with. I have 2 copies of the proposed settlement on the dining room table. With then are the contact details for the other top D Attorneys that Atr let me have. Below that is a print out of the hotel booking with the door key card (I have already checked her in). And next to that is a pair of scissors (to cut up the credit cards she still has in my name). I have placed a large vase of flower on the table. Not sure why I did that but it looks lovely.
I have taken all the suit cases out of the cupboards and left them in the entrance hall. For her to use to pack the things she needs for the hotel stay.
This morning I took her 2 closest friends for tea. I explained that I needed to ask them to do something that they might find very difficult. I explained that I knew that WW had confided in them about her A. I explained that I had given all I had to try and R but that I could not go on with that and that I would be informing WW this evening about my decision to D.
I needed to tell them now as I am sure that she is going to need the support of good friends to help her through the next few days and could I impose upon them to clear out their diaries and keep as much time open to spend with her as possible. I recognised that as good friends the minute they left our meeting they would feel a tremendous urge to call WW and tell her what was coming. I asked them to reflect on whether, if they were in the situation, who they would rather hear it from? A friend or their H? They agreed to leave it up to me but then be on standby to be there for her. They committed to keep their whole weekend open for her. They asked about the kids and if there was anything that they could do for me. I shared with them what I had in place for the kids and thought that after what I had survived I would be just fine.
They stood up from the table and began to walk away, said something to each other and then came back to me. They told me how much they admired me and the way that I had handled everything. That when they found out about the A they were furious with WW for “buggering up something far better than any of us had, up”. They were furious at her for the damage that her A would still do to their marriages. They confirmed that they had not told their Hs about the A but they knew that when the Hs find out their H’s will look at them with suspicion and some of the trust in their M would be lost. Who is to say that, if WW is capable of such a heinous crime, that they would not be too? I got a massive hug form each of them and all 3 of us turned on the waterworks big time again. I’m getting quite used to being a wuss in public.
I have used my time today to book 2 early morning IC sessions with MC2 for WW for next week (One Wednesday, one Friday). It will be her choice if she want to make use of them but at least the slots will be there. I have booked 3 for the children for the week after.
Over here a D is triggered by one of the parties in the marriage issuing a summons to the other party. Unfortunately it has to be served by the sheriff of the court. I would have preferred to have started with just a one on one between her and me. Atr has arranged that the Sheriff will come to our home this afternoon and wait with me until she arrives home. Hand her the summons and then leave immediately so that we can talk.
Have I forgotten something? Don’t know, but now we wait.
I wish that I did not have all this time on my hands. Feeling bored I listened to the recording of AP2 on the phone with me. My!, he is a disgusting creature. I said that half of the call was just him hurling profanities at me and telling me what a low life I was. Forgive me! Who was F*cking whose wife? He has a fixation with the female anatomy. Take any of the words, smelly, putrid, oozing, withered, infected dried out, deformed, infested, maggot, fungal and so on. Repeatedly jumble them up and after the jumble, when you get a new string of words, then at the end, just insert one of the demeaning words used for the female genitalia, scream it out, and the start again, this time inserting the next demeaning word for that part of the anatomy. For more than 30 minutes this is all he did to describe what a low life I was. And in between he inserts those gems that I shared with you, plus a whole lot more that I had forgotten about when I gave you the first call update. Won’t be doing that again soon.
Through meeting all manner of nationality through extensive travel, I had come to the conclusion that Canadians were my favourite people. Always genteel, civil in every encounter, slightly retiring, but always polite. I am sorry, he has just rewritten the perception of “Brand Canada” in my head.