60 days and counting.

i filed a petition for divorce monday morning, and i was surprised at how easy the process is. once i finally found my way into the courthouse--because all but one of the entrances are barricaded shut, including the front door, and i walked around the entire building looking for that one entrance--all i had to do was hand the dude my petition and a check and i was done. it took about five minutes, which was long enough for it to occur to me that that's got to be a really depressing job, being the person who accepts and processes divorce petitions all day long.

almost as depressing as the office in the courthouse in new orleans where we got our marriage license--this one tiny room served as both the marriage license office and the death certificate office. how very appropriate. i'm still amused by that.

so, october 16 is the first day that i can possibly have the divorce fairy waive her magic wand over our heads and declare us completely free. i thought it was a week sooner than that, but no. turns out i can't count. and wishful thinking, etc.

i'm throwing a party when this is all over.