Saracooks's Journal

So,

I get an e-mail from Dickhead.

"I lost my job at x.  The health insurance ended at 9am today."

Hmmm.

We have a contempt hearing on Wednesday to call his ass out. He paid $100 last week towards the spousal support that he owes me.  That puts him 6 weeks behind.

The new information makes me want to call my lawyer and call the whole thing off.  But he should have been paying when he had the job.

I sent him a reply telling him that I'm sorry to hear that, I hope he gets something else soon.

And...

Neither one of us can afford to keep paying our lawyers. If I have my lawyer re-draft our property agreement with the addition that we both pay our own taxes.. would he sign it.

No response yet.

I wanted to say, but didn't want it in writing that I'd be willing to drop the contempt charges.

I just want this to be over. But, I am unwilling to pay his taxes. I left him over his irresponsibility.

Still,

Part of me is screaming "HA! Serves you right, asshole!"

This is the man who said I was deliberately working at less than my earning potential. In court.  And later in an e-mail.

Karma at work? Now he'll see how fucking brutal it is out there. 

And part of me is sad.  This was the best job he ever had.  He fucked it up somehow. I know the company is going gangbusters. So, he must have done something. Prick.

His dogface girlfriend may well leave him over this. She works for the same company on a corporate level. Or maybe she'll just take care of him. Who knows?  And really, I don't care. Okay, I don't want to care. I want him to have to be alone for a while and not live off someone else.  None of my business.

The cool thing is that while this may affect my divorce, because he won't be paying his lawyer (not like he would've anyway)..

I'm still secure.  

My bills will still be paid on time. I'll still be chipping away at my debt.  I'll still be adding to my tiny savings account.

No reason for me to panic.

And that was the point really. To not have to be afraid financially all the time.