I am depressed. Again. I am amazed at how a relatively small thing can send me over the edge. Talking to my wife seems to do it rather effectively.
I had to phone her the other day to sort out a few details and find out why there’s been no response from her attorney regarding the settlement. It turns out that even though she was happy with the revised offer, her lawyer advised her not to accept it. Apparently he’s “troubled” by it. Yeah right. Troubled that he doesn’t seem to be earning enough from our divorce to pay the instalments on his shiny new BMW.
Doesn’t he have an ambulance to chase or something?