La Fin Du Monde

Today I went to the Comanche County Courthouse yet again, to file (for the last time) my paperwork. This time around was the summons, along with the notice of receipt by the ex. True, she's technically not the ex-yet. But all that will soon change- I saw to that myself. Now, I could sit here typing and pour out all the venom and anger I feel, but that would make for pretty dull reading. I'm guessing deep down she knows that I am now calling the shots- sorry, but I see no alternative. Too long has she been a part of my life. I could call her pathetic, and that would be accurate. But I won't, as I just want to never talk to her again.
Again being the operative word here, as I made the mistake of answering one of her calls yesterday. It was about one of our kids, and the accompanying drama that is inevitably my ex wife. And of course, how everything from original sin on down is my fault. Good thing this conversation was not in person, as I would have been tempted to throttle her on the spot. I recalled one of the better definitions of diplomacy I've heard, however- saying 'nice doggie' until you can find a sufficiently large rock.
And so it went- finally, I got off the phone, then got right back on with a friend, as I felt like I needed to get some perspective on the situation. I hate to say it, but I think she's mad that my life has gone on, and successfully, while she remains in the same place. I just needed the right impetus to change my situation. Sadly, she's still under the impression that I can be ordered around by her- an unfortunate and perhaps unkind awakening is due, although I'll admit I did little to discourage this by listening rather than talking, sorry to say. Well, it'll all no doubt come out in the wash. Regardless, I will let actions rather than words speak at this point.
I decided, out of curiosity, to do a Tarot reading for her, just to see what was shaking in that corner of the universe. The results were not exactly surprising- basically, the only thing standing in her way is herself, though she dug herself in pretty deep there, and of course the only person to free her is herself. It's no concern of mine, however. In fact, I'd rather just call it quits and get on with my life, which looks pretty decent from my own perspective.