Ok, so it's two days before...
Remember when you were a kid and when it finally seemed like Christmas was around the corner - you really *had* to be good in order to make sure Santa would come?
That's kind of what I'm feeling these days. My hearing to finalize my divorce is finally, FINALLY almost here. Two more days. (Ok, 48 hours, 49 minutes, but who's counting?)
I am trying so hard to be good, Santa. Not for more presents, just so things go smoothly. T is pushing those buttons hard, but luckily, I've got D on my side, keeping me calm, and reminding me not to do anything foolish this close to the big day.
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You've got me on your side too, toots. You know, the side of you that's, oh - I don't know, 2,500 miles away?
Two sleeps. That's what I'd tell the boys when they were little and waiting for a big day. "You have two more sleeps before you get to ...."
GET A DIVORCE!!!!
WHOO HOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Yippee! Hang in there...don't give him the satisfaction of taking the bait.
Just ignore him...honestly, you have the upperhand here, let him be a baby and kick and scream, he's just not getting his way...be the patient mama you are, and take lots of deep breaths, and know this baby isn't your responsibility anymore!
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