Standing around thinking about where this divorce is going. Just dyed my hair. Why don’t those hairs in the front take the dye? Those stubborn grey hairs that pop out all over. It boggles my mind all the different avenues this divorce may take. I worry about how this divorce is affecting my daughter. I know there is no saving my marriage at this point. Because I accept that, I am ready for the divorce. All this court over custody and support is a huge waste of money and time. Time from Tess, school, household duties. Just the time spent preparing for what may happen. What if? There is just so much to consider. I still feel I am under this mans thumb.
They are lime green track pants. Not actually sweatpants. I bought them at the Goodwill to save money. They are comfy, color of my college and $1.50. Sweet, sexy and thrifty. That’s me 🙂
As usual, I parked my car at the top of my driveway waiting for Jhole to let Tess out of the house. (That’s ordered by the crooked court of Harry Ness) Sitting at the top of the drive I saw Tess come flying out the door followed by her father. I was busy pulling her carseat out of the trunk and when I looked up I saw Jhole had a woman following him up the drive. I was fine with having to park at the top of our driveway, figuring I wouldn’t have to see him. 

