Hit me like a brick wall

Jun 02, 2010 09:05

After a year and a couple of months of separation; we headed to the attorney for what I thought would be a "settlement agreement". Hubby and I have (so I thought) worked through the rough times and came to the agreement that we'd split all monetary assets and leave our properties titled as such. Neither of us wanted to split the "Brikarjo Ranch".

I'll back up a bit. When I married him I had a nice house on 1.5 acres (now the "Wolf Ranch") complete with a barn, chicken coupe, garden area, riding/training arena, hay storage and many lovely fruit trees. I also had a 1965 Dodge truck that had been rebuilt and ran like a top.

Fast forward to yesterday at the attorney's office. After meeting there and expressing our wishes; the attorney then said I owed $120k for 1/2 the improvements to MY property (which included Hubby's shop and my riding arena). I got so upset I walked out and spent the rest of the day in unbelief that this person I was married to for 27 years would actually want money from me when he uses this shop each day and has been here on MY property using MY electricity and working on HIS vehicles for months now. I spent a good day crying to think that this man just plain is using me.

Now I'm too disabled to ride and use my arena, too depressed to work with my animals and sad to think that this man thinks I owe him. He walked out the door not owing me one thin dime (even though he makes 2 times more money than me). To make matters worse he told me last evening that he never even wanted my name on the gold mine; to which I replied; "you wanted my money to buy it but don't want me there" (as I've never had a key to the gate).

This totally devastated me to say the least and ruined my whole night. I'm always the nice person and get it in the shorts. My truck is un-drivable because of all the abuse and heavy weights he put it under. So now my wolf hasn't been off the property for a year and he won't share "our" 2004 Dodge truck so I can take my dogs out.

Anyway this is how I'm feeling and at this point I don't wish to even see him again.

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