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left work early because I felt like crap, the weird thing I was convinced that it was all a fucked up headgame, came home and crawled into bed and clept until 11

I feel better but I wonder what the hell is up with me

I spent an hour this morning searching for a log of a message or delivery attempt that was starting to drive me batty until I finally realized I was looking at the wrong date

was short and surly on the phone with people, and avoided calls (even did the slimey pop yourself through available to place yourself at the bottom of the ready stack), and generally was unproductive

called ufcu about refinancing the house again, found out if I refinance the house before the divorce is finalized then it will be treated as a cash-out refinance, which is harder to qualify for, has higher intrest rates, requires me to find a lawyer after the divorce finalizes and draw up a quit claim on the warentee of lease to get nancys name off it (for a couple hundred extra)

so we have to file the decree first and then I can refinance as owelty lein, which is preferable for all the reasons a cash-out sucks, however to files the decree I have to dig through a bunch of paper work and figure out the amount we owed on the loan at the time nancy left (6/11/4), the amount I have paid towards the principal since then, the amount each of us have added to the credit cards, the amount I have paid to the credit cards, come to an agreement on the small issues nancy and I still disagree on, find out the current value of the house, work all the numbers and come to a figure that is how much much money nancy should get from the house after making all the adjustments and paying off our credit cards

all the while the woman at the cu was explaining the refinancing situation I was not comprehending more than 3 words in 5 of what she was saying (all of the above I figured out later as I thought it through) and generally feeling miserable

came home and ate lunch but for somereason stopped at burger king on the way back and got one of their angus burger (which definately didn't live to the hype) and a vanilla shake, I think I felt so lousey this afternoon because I pushed a big chunk of red meat through my system for the first time in weeks (especially after dealing with all the emotional reality of the the refinance and End of Marriage)

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[pi3832.livejournal.com]

You got Excel? Start cranking the numbers. It'll be a lot easier than you think it will.

Don't think of it in terms of a failed marriage, think of it in terms of sheltering and feeding your dogs. Oh, and you, too.