As Aerosmith said…


But that’s all in the past. Like a check that’s in the mail”

This, with any luck, will be my last post about my divorce. If Anja follows through with what was agreed on, then there will be nothing else to say. After serving her with final divorce papers she filed a request to over turn part of the judgment and let her provide her side of the story. She didn’t contest the divorce, but rather the belongings that she stole (Oregon is not a Community Property State. She stole.). She said they were no longer in her possession. So the judge over turned part of the ruling.

On Aug. 27th we met in court. The judge said there was two ways to deal with things. The legal technical way, or an agreement. He thought we would end up taking the technical way because of the disagreement. I really don’t give a damn about most of what she took. The couch, bed, desk, ect… They’re all memories of a life that is dead and gone. What I cared about was my music equipment. The judge asked me what it was I was looking for. Anja said she didn’t have it, but wanted to know if I would take a cash settlement. I agreed. I advised the judge of what the approximate replacement value was, then he asked her if that seamed ok. Anja agreed and they then said “Would he be willing… (I guess she turned towards me. I didn’t look at her.) Would you be will to accept $200 monthly payments?” I agreed. I didn’t expect her to have nearly a grand in cash just waiting to give to me, so payments seamed like the best option.

This isn’t a money award… yet. It’s an agreement. Anja has until Oct. 1st 2008 to make her first of 5 monthly payments. If she doesn’t make the payments then I can go back to court and file for a money award.

On a complete asshole note… It makes me feel good to know that she has 5 monthly reminders of her doing, and an apartment filled with reminders of our decaying carcass life together. I couldn’t imagine napping on that couch and dreaming of the past, or sleeping in the bed that has her body imprint on it. She can hold those memories near and dear if she wants, but for me… Good bye and good riddance.

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