Pam’s Thoughtful Spot

I’ve been chronicling the issues I’ve had with the court sending me the paperwork back over and over and over and over again.

This afternoon, I checked my mail and, lo and behold, the damn court manilla envelope was there.  Again.

I opened it, silently cursing the court clerks, and there contained no instructions. Confused, I looked closer.

It was the final documents.  Stamped, signed and dated.

September 13, 2008 – the day I return to the land of single.

Awesome.

Terrifying.

But Awesome.

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