I honestly don't know. But I think not feeling like a secret will be a good start.
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I honestly don't know. But I think not feeling like a secret will be a good start.
I'm sorry, why aren't you public? Does it really matter if she knows?
I think it's because he doesn't trust her not to be difficult if she finds out he's with me. She's refused to come off the joint account until the money is sorted, she's told him previously that he won't see the children if he's with me, so he wants to get everything legally binding first so she can't throw anymore spanners in the works out of spite. He's telling people about me, apparently he talks about me a lot to his friends, it's just more being discreet. And you know how much I overthink things...
But how long is that going to take to be legally binding? Surely she can't stop him from seeing the children etc?
Legally no. As soon as the courts have dealt with the deed of separation it's legally binding, then it's just getting the transfer of deeds sorted. It should be a couple of months maximum now, maybe less.
No way of hurrying the process along?
It's all in the hands of the solicitors now.
Good! May they hurry the f*** up!
I was so tempted to shock my dad tonight. He's been drinking most of the day again as he's in pain with his stomach (but it's ok as it's only 3 or 4 pints a day :(:) and my mum reminded him that he's at the doctors next week. There was a comment something like if they sent him a text reminder, if he forgot then (swear)(swear)(swear)(swear) them and I blurted out that it was a crap attitude to have when he has a granddaughter to watch grow up and another grandchild on the way. His response was he's getting sick of doctors...
Maybe I should have told him that if I'd taken that attitude, he would have only had 2 children to worry about as he would have buried me months ago...
I'm fed up of that attitude, I'm fed up of my mum not listening to her doctors orders and then having to listen to her moaning because her legs are infected again. I'm fed up of being the one everything falls to. I'm fed up that they choose to do the shopping online and then make it a nightmare for me to order. And I'm fed up of being guilt tripped for not baking when I'm prioritising my uni work.
Then tell them, love.