Giving Thanks

The kids and I said our prayers and headed north of the Mason Dixon line for Thanksgiving. Aside from the yankees who need to learn how to drive, we had a great time. Between my grandmother, my aunt and my mother the food was outstanding and plentiful. I saw cousins I don't get to see that often and there were plenty of laps for Caroline.

But it was when I was out in the yard playing football with my family that I looked around and realized just how blessed I am. I no longer have to babysit Mr. Wrong. I am surrounded by people who love me. And I actually put on sneakers and went out to play!! I like the new Karen.

Seriously, Thanksgiving was good to me.

Til the Lawyers Do Us Part

I have learned more than I ever wanted to know about the injustice of our legal system. Don't even get me started on what it takes to prove adultery in the state of Virginia. But after several dicey talks Mr. Wrong and I hammered out the property settlement, he signed the waivers and today I give my deposition. Yes, my name is Karen. Yes, I want a divorce. Yes, my husband committed adultery.

After all of this I'm getting past the hurt and am looking forward to it finally being over. Of course this might have something to do with filing my income taxes as "Single, Head of Household" and not having to claim my child support but who knows. So, after 10 years of marriage and 4 children, it only takes a couple of signatures to wipe the marriage away. I waiver between being grateful it's so easy and angry that he gets away so easily. Until I remember he doesn't feel a sense of responsibility to me or the kids. Mr. Wrong figures he can write a check, show up every other weekend and buy them lots of things. That may work now but it won't work for long. Sooner or later the kids will take a real look at their dad and all he's done and he won't be able to talk his way out of this one.

Seriously, two more weeks and I'm officially a Ms.