Figuratively.

So, awhile back I was doing some paper shredding and came across paperwork from DH's divorce, CS statements, and blah, blah, blah (see previous blog). I have years and years of crap (and apparently 15 copies of everything?) so didn't get close to done, but I got back to it today. DH said go ahead and shred everything except the important stuff (actual divorce decree) but I had to glance through everything because I was sorting by recycle or shred, so had to look to see what info was on what paperwork.

Anyway, to read some of the stuff that BM did and said, was, well, infuriating. She really was/is such a psycho bitch and frankly, I'm surprised that DH got out of that relationship without committing suicide.

I don't know why I have saved all of that stuff for so long (hey, I still have tax returns from 1988) but it felt SO good to shred it. I think I saved it in case SD ever wanted proof of this or that, or we needed to recall details for some reason, but seriously, it so doesn't matter, anymore (SD is 28). We decided a long time ago, that even if SD asked about certain things, it wasn't worth hashing it out, she would just justify BM's actions and lies, even if she had proof.

I shredded it ALL (except divorce decree and letter of CS termination, can't shred that!). It felt good. Final. And I hope we won't ever need any of that crap, but I don't see why we would (haven't even looked at it in years). When I see how much ink, paper, space, time, and money, that bitch made everybody waste, it just blows my mind.

It was satisfying to see the letter from CSE that said they would NOT raise DH's child support because it didn't reach the percentage threshold (he had been laid off because his place of employment closed). Although, BM tried every trick in the book to get the extra $42 a month that the income assessment sheet said she was due. She made our life hell for awhile but it was actually worth it to see her so bent out of shape over 42 bucks!

Just rambling on a Saturday, but if you can purge, in any way, do it! Well, not in ANY way, don't put BM through a wood chipper, I don't want to have to visit you in prison.