My Whim is Law

Yesterday was my twelfth wedding anniversary.
It was also my last wedding anniversary.

Why? Today, after a long, meandering journey, The Father and I were the 382nd couple to petition Multnomah County for a divorce this year.

But – before you drag out the hankies (or assume that’s why I laid in a stock of whiskey lately) – it’s totally fine. Even amusing, in parts. Including the fact that I’ve had Chapel of Love stuck in my head as an endless loop earworm (with slightly different lyrics, of course) since I woke up this morning.

Because we took such a long time to get around to this, we’d done all of the heavy lifting already – from disposing of joint assets to dissolving joint debts to duking it out with the IRS to hammering out a flexible yet responsible parenting plan.

Since we have the same kind of snarky sense of humor, he mourned the fact that we’d not been able to pull this off in symmetrically bookended fashion by filing on the 3rd, and laughed when I told him of the earworm (and yep, he’s okay with the fact that I’m blogging about all of this.) And I kept asking people if they handled out awards for ‘most cooperative couple filing for divorce’ – and if so, could someone nominate us, please?

(The whole “What works well for your schedule?” back and forth when it came time to register for the mandatory parenting class had the registrar shaking her head in amazement.)

And the final irony? It looks as if we’ll be done with the whole process – just in time for Valentine’s Day.

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