I have been seperated for 3 weeks today (26/10) and to be totally honest apart from the general stress of seperating, I really don't miss him that much. He left me for a friend but she honestly is one of the ugliest, most unfortunate trolls you would ever have the misfortune to meet. That irks me more than anything. I can only assume that he felt sorry for the miserable walrus but who knows and who cares. I am still young enough I can start again and I fully intend

Most of the packing is done and “Man with a van” is coming round 10:30 in the morning to move the few pathetic items I’m taking with me.  Mostly stuff X2B doesn’t want.  Fine.

 

I can’t wait to move out, I wish I could go now.

 

But the plan is for tomorrow and we’ll stick to that.

 

And then, I have my daughter from Friday afternoon until Sunday afternoon which will be absolutely fantastic!!!!

 

Then on Sunday night, I’ll be on my own.

 

Which will be bloody fantastic!!!!

 

At last.

 

Peace.

 

What does that mean? My wife says that friends is the best we will be but says that she is too tired to deal with divorce.

Any ideas on what this means?

I am just getting too confused to understand what the message is.

All contributions welcome.

Jules