This morning, as many of you know, started out in fear and anger, when I found out H's paycheck was garnished. Granished BIG TIME by the IRS.

At first I was terrified. Then the call came for the job interview. That settled the nerves a bit.

Then the calls from H. He's running scared now. The dynamics totally flip flopped. Now he so afraid of me divorcing him (read that-where will I live if the IRS takes my money).

So now for the getting the mojo back part. It was my email to SD17. Granted, I could've taken more time and addressed more issues-but the point was: This is my turf, woman, and you won't disrespect me on my turf anylonger.

Nearly a year I've taken her rudeness, her in your face disrespect, her walking in here like she some kind of freakin queen and is taking over. And H backing her up.

It feels wonderful to tell her off! I feel empowered, I feel strong, I feel positive. I feel like me again for the very first time since I married the moronic H.

Now, of course, you realize my son grew up & moved out of here a few years ago. So I've become quite accustomed to doing things my way, in my home with my pets, my belongings. So the insult of SD17's behaviour here was tying me up in knots, especially with H tag teaming it with her.

So ladies & gents, get the boxing gloves on. You want to feel good about yourself again? Well I can only suggest-stand your ground with these skids & overindulgent spouses. Fight it out if you have to. I didn't realize how much rage was pent up in me, what it was doing to me, the meek, long-suffering woman I was becoming, until I let H and SD17 have it.

Tonite I actually found myself kinda dancing around the house, feeling whoops of joy welling up. AWESOME FEELING.

And so many of you are treated this way-the 100% responsiblity, but no authority thing. Let loose. Tell em how it is, how it will be, leave no room for doubt.

It will do wonders for your heart (and your complexion).