While divorce rates are allegedly falling in America, they’re certainly not falling my way.
Jack, my husband of almost 29 years, has filed for divorce.
I won’t go into the details (now), but suffice it to say that this single piece of paper was the fetid frosting on a dream cake that has left me gasping for air.
More on all this later, dear readers, when I cool down a bit and achieve reasonable perspective. I just thought I should tell you as I return to Tumblr and unravel the sad, silly, sordid details of my decidedly dark life now.