New Attorney And A Spousal Support Claim

This just gets more ridiculous by the day. I had already obtained an attorney before she who can not be named decided that being a thieving bitch was the best way to reach a quick and equitable settlement and facilitate as quick and painless a divorce as possible. This attorney had agreed to handle the case for an extremely low hourly rate and based on my description of our relatively low assets she figured it to cost no more than $1,000. She would file the divorce papers and take it from there.

Scratch that plan. Jeannette, in all of her infinite wisdom, has decided after stealing the bank account, our joint tax refund check and most of our joint possessions that she should also be the one to file. Accordingly, she hired an expensive attorney with a reputation for being very difficult to work with. That means I had to hire a different attorney, one who specializes in family law. So now, instead of one attorney working with us to quickly settle the case we will have two separate attorneys working against each other, each charging triple the rate of the one I'd originally hired. I think I can say goodbye to anything resembling a quick divorce.

Yesterday I had my consult with the new attorney. After hearing how Jeannette had proceeded up to that point she ordered me to go to the Domestic Relations Office and file a Spousal Support claim based on the large disparity in our respective incomes. WTF?? I had no idea I could even do that, and am not real comfortable with doing so but since I have to pay this woman $300/hour you can bet your ass I'm going to do as she tells me. It sure did hurt signing that $3,000 retainer check, it better be worth it.

On another note I think I've figured out why she who can not be named is acting like such a bitch. She's taking her divorce advice from two different people; a gay man who's never been married and her sister who went through a bitter divorce not long ago. These two live completely different lifestyles than we do (the sister has children), are in waaayyyyy different income brackets with assets far above ours and have completely different life philosophies than we do but she seems intent on following their every word. Neither one has bothered to ask me my side or bothered to make any effort to find the whole story before offering their advice. She's taking that advice, knowing that's is based on her rather twisted version of what's been going on. Karma will come back to bite her in the ass, I just know it and I can't wait to see it.

You Never Really Know Someone Until...

First it was "You never really know someone until you live with them." Sounds reasonable enough, but you can still get to know them better.

Later that changes to "You never really know someone until you are married to them." That's much closer to the truth, but still not quite all the way there yet.

In reality, you never truly know someone until you divorce them, only then do you see them for the arrogantly selfish, materialistic, spiteful thieving bitch they truly are.

It Just Keeps Getting Better!

Tonight I come home from work to find the house had been ransacked, all of our financial documentation was gone, and most of the furniture as well as a lot of personal items were all missing. My darling wife had waited until I left for work then showed up with friends, boxes and a moving truck and proceeded to take what she wanted.

She took her perceived half of what she wanted, but that was just the start. My clothes were thrown on the bed because Jeannette took the dresser I used, as well as the one she used. She also took both lamp tables from the living room, perfectly illustrating her concept of an even split.

Although she hasn't lifted a finger in over 8 years to care for any of the orchids she felt it necessary to take all 40 or so of those too. She didn't bother with the shelving or lights, just the plants. Again with the "even" split. Her sister had given me about a dozen or so Balinese wood carvings she'd had in storage from way back when I ran her now closed retail store, Jeannette has never expressed any interest in them or lifted a finger to clean or maintain them but suddenly she liked them well enough to take every single one. You get the picture. There's plenty more, and I'm sure that given the amount of items missing I'll soon discover even more twisted versions of an "equal split" because Jeannette has a bizarre sense of entitlement that I've never been able to figure out.

What's mine is mine, what's ours is mine and what's yours is mine. That seems to be her philosophy. Once again stupidity prevails, thereby guaranteeing that what should have been a quick and simple divorce will now be ugly, drawn out and very expensive.

Now The Real Fun Starts

I got a real nice surprise today after work. While trying to check out at the grocery store the credit card reader kept returning an error message, telling me "Invalid Account." In my heart and in my mind I knew exactly what that meant, but calmly called my wife to verify what I felt, which she promptly did. Yes, she had emptied the bank account and closed it, leaving me with no access to funds, no way to pay for the groceries I had and no way to get gas to get home.

Her reason? I had transferred some money to a savings account to be used by both of us for separation expenses. Before I'd had a chance to tell her about it, explain the plan and show her the spreadsheet I'd make to track the use of that money she had gone to the ATM for another of her three times a week cash withdrawals and noticed the change in our account balance, and since she's spent our entire marriage taking money, spending large sums of money with no discussion and lying about both on a regular basis she automatically just decided that I must now be doing the same. That is her mindset. For the first time ever I was actually angry enough to insult her directly, I almost feel bad for calling her a thieving cunt.... almost.

God forbid she exercise any common sense at all, maybe take the 10 seconds necessary to call me and ask for details. I think she has set in motion a series of events which will turn what should have been a simple and quick divorce into a seemingly never-ending hatefest which will end up costing us each thousands of dollars each with little or nothing to be gained by either.

I have never seen such an intelligent person so easily rendered completely and utterly stupid by money, or even the thought of money. It's downright sad. My only consolation is the fact that she will soon be out of my life forever. Not soon enough, but soon.

Beginning Of The End

This morning I told my wife that I thought it was time we admit and accept the fact that our marriage has failed. She took it pretty hard.

Her response? "I guess this means I'm out the money for the trip to the Philippines."

How stupid was I to think she'd actually care.