The last nail in the coffin was hammered in this afternoon. My name came off both mortgages and was replaced by the new Mrs. Narcissist. I never have to communicate with him again.
Until my son graduates from med school, my daughter graduates from college, and perhaps professional school, one or both gets married, has kids…
SLOW DOWN, ME! Enjoy this thing this day.
Once my share of the escrow that had accumulated gets to me — hopefully this month — that will be all she wrote. The sun will have set. The moving finger will have writ, and having writ, will move on. The fat lady will have sung.