You know, I was going to detail the long, drawn out crap since my last posting, but I'm bored with it. It was the same cycle as always. We try to get along. The facade can only be maintained for a short period of time before one of us breaks the seal. I told him I wanted a divorce. He dangled the child custody over my head. I said fine with me; I *want* you to have joint custody, so you can actually see what it's like to be with the kids 24/7. He balked at that idea, then changed tactics and said we would have to sell our house. It was ugly, ugly, ugly.
We ran the numbers and realized that neither of us can maintain a household without the other's salary. Then Grasshopper said he changed his mind and he was not going to cooperate with me, and that if I wanted a divorce, it would have to be a hostile process.
I gave up.
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