I was about to walk out the door to go meet M and have lunch at her place when my husband stopped me and told me he filed for divorce and that it should show up in the system today.
So much for mediation. I told him the point of mediation was to do it before filing. He said we could still do it after filing. I walked out and shut the door a smidgen harder than was necessary.
When I got to my car I was shaking so hard I had trouble typing on my phone to let M know I’d be a little late and update A & H on what had just happened.
Shortly after I arrived at M’s her husband called to let her know their realtor moved a showing of their house to a couple of hours earlier, so I quickly helped her finish cleaning and then we left to go have lunch at Panera instead of at her house.
This afternoon I left a voice mail for the mediator whose name I mentioned. I asked her if mediation can handle things like provisional hearings. She said it could, and she offered to look up my case. She confirmed it had been filed – and that he had a lawyer.
She recommended that I also consult with a lawyer.
That asshole hired a lawyer, filed for divorce months earlier than agreed, and made sure I didn’t have money to do the same.
I don’t think I can trust him to be cooperative with the mediation process and the clock is ticking.
H said, tonight, that his offer to loan me the money to retain a lawyer still stood.
I’m going to take him up on that.