Showing posts with label divorce. Show all posts
Showing posts with label divorce. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Kidney stones. HOLLER

It's pretty much safe to say that kidney stones are very comparable to death. I happen to think that death is better, because at least you die and no longer have to deal with TINY STONES BEING SHOVED OUT OF YOUR PEE HOLE. I liked to die, ya'll. I woke up the other night with the worst "I have to piss, like, YESTERDAY" sensation, and upon urination, I fell to my knees off the toilet and saw Jesus' face. It took a few days, but I am better. Id honestly give up my eyeballs to never have to go through that again.

In other news, the cheapest divorce consultation I can find is TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS AN HOUR. What in the hell? I have one question, and I have to pay 200 dollars for the answer. I unfortunately googled the shit out of the question and found many conflicting answers. My 200 dollar question is as follows: According to Louisiana divorce laws, in an uncontested divorce involving minor children, is the 1 year waiting period (being physically separated from your spouse) before the divorce is granted BEFORE filing, or AFTER filing? In other words, do I have to be living on my own for one year before I can file, or do I have to wait one year after I file in order for the divorce to be granted.

I've lived on my own for over a year, so I am really hoping the waiting period is before filing. Id hate to have to wait another year for this to be over. Also, are there pro bono divorce lawyers? I can hardly afford to flush my toilet, let alone fork over ridiculous amounts of money for someone to draw up a few pieces of paper for two people who JUST WANT IT TO BE OVER.

James got me a card for mother's day. I didn't expect him to, but it's nice... since I am the mother of his child. It was a nice card, until he wrote this "...We may not be meant for each other, but you were meant to be my son's mother." ....which, uh, I guess is sweet in James' own way. Maybe it's because I know him so well that as I was reading it, I could hear his voice. I laughed a little. But it was nice. Weird, but nice.