Well, 12 months since I was told that 'our' marriage was over. I felt the need to mark it in some way, so another outpouring into the blog machine seemed as good a way as any. It's good to write. The blog machine doesn't judge, doesn't comment, just takes whatever I throw it's way. It's my 16th wedding anniversary on Friday. Shan't be rushing out to buy the card and flowers this year. I suppose that she will be feeling a bit fragile about it too. Should make for an interesting day. Wonder if either of us will actually admit to the other that we know it is our wedding anniversary?

Well, I was so positive, but life has a habit of coming and kicking you in the goolies, just when things seem to have settled.

 Last Saturday, full of the Xmas cold bug that is circulating, the STBX gives me a pile of post to look at.  Bills, bank statements, special offers, and a thick plain brown A5 envelope that has my middle name on it.  Must be serious.  It's her petition.  Despite agreeing a two year, no-fault divorce nearly a year ago, she has decided at 11.5 months that now is the time.  She bought me some Lem-Sip max strength too.  Thanks a bunch.

Reading her prayer is like looking

I was feeling quite pleased with myself that I had got through Christmas feeling relatively calm and unscathed. It went well - STBX had kids on Christmas Day and delievered them to me on Boxing Day. I spent Christmas day alone, wrapping my kids presents and generally just chilling out. Had a great day with them on Boxing Day, doing the presents and Christmas Dinner and all the usual stuff. Really enjoyed my time with them - more so than for some time, as it was just me and them - no family, no feuds, no sniping, no point scoring etc. Great! Didn't even get upset at STBX desperately