Cheeeeeeeeeers and a Happy D-Day to you all!! What, you say? What is this D-Day of which you speak? D-Day happened on June 6, 1944.
Yes, yes it did, the D-Day of the Normandy invasion anyway, but my friends…Today is another type of D-Day and one that is much more personal to me.
After nearly twenty-eight years of marriage including fourteen years of separation, yours truly goes to court today in order to finalize the legal dissolution of my marriage, and this guy is nervous.
People tell me, “Why be nervous? You’ll be in and out in 10-20 minutes.” For most folks that would hold true, but people near and dear to me know that I have a dark cloud above my head that never fails to rain disruption and despair down upon my life.
So…even though the future ex-Mrs. Mahoney and I have signed the short, sweet, and concise agreement papers, here is a list of what could go wrong tomorrow and prevent me from becoming a free man.
The alarm clock here in the Bagwine digs is pretty old. It may choose to fully unfunction and fail to wake me up in time for my court appearance.
Let’s say the alarm clock does do its job and I am well-prepared in plenty of time. I go down to the car to drive to the courthouse, and…the battery is dead. Can’t make it to court, and in this hearing, a no-show, is a no-go.
Let’s say we are all there in a timely manner and the judge having had a fallout with his wife earlier in the morning, is feeling melancholy and decides he cannot grant the dissolution because “you guys should attend counseling and give it one more chance.”
Dig this…Everything is going swimmingly and the judge asks me, “Mr. Mahoney, are you in agreement with the terms, and is this what you want?” Being stricken with a sore throat from working in the elements at the Beer Mine, I at that point, lose my voice, and am unable to answer audibly.
I have mixed emotions about this next scenario…The judge denies the petition of dissolution because as he remarks, “I laugh my ass off every time Jay or Matt play Torn Between Two Lovers on the IWS Radio Show, and I don’t want to be known as the judge who put a stop to that.”
Lastly…My BFF/PSGF Schmoop is going with me, but will remain in the car during said proceeding, however…I can see her getting nervous, hop out of the car, and burst into the courtroom screaming, “Make them stay married. If you don’t, Matt-Man will start asking me to marry him.”
Very Hurtful.
My friend, IWS Radio partner, and knower of the cloud above my head Jayman, has a bit of a different take on the outcome of today’s court proceedings.
He said to me, “Quit worrying. You’ll be in and out in fifteen minutes with no hassle…Of course Matt-Man…while walking across the street to get in your car to go home, you’ll be struck by a bus and die.”
That would be tragic. That would be morbid. That would be unfortunate, however…
That black cloud above my head would be gone forever because I would die knowing that for an instant, I died a happily unmarried man.
Cheers!!
Matt-Man
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Yes, yes it did, the D-Day of the Normandy invasion anyway, but my friends…Today is another type of D-Day and one that is much more personal to me.After nearly twenty-eight years of marriage including fourteen years of separation, yours truly goes to court today in order to finalize the legal dissolution of my marriage, and this guy is nervous.
People tell me, “Why be nervous? You’ll be in and out in 10-20 minutes.” For most folks that would hold true, but people near and dear to me know that I have a dark cloud above my head that never fails to rain disruption and despair down upon my life.
So…even though the future ex-Mrs. Mahoney and I have signed the short, sweet, and concise agreement papers, here is a list of what could go wrong tomorrow and prevent me from becoming a free man.
The alarm clock here in the Bagwine digs is pretty old. It may choose to fully unfunction and fail to wake me up in time for my court appearance.
Let’s say the alarm clock does do its job and I am well-prepared in plenty of time. I go down to the car to drive to the courthouse, and…the battery is dead. Can’t make it to court, and in this hearing, a no-show, is a no-go.
Let’s say we are all there in a timely manner and the judge having had a fallout with his wife earlier in the morning, is feeling melancholy and decides he cannot grant the dissolution because “you guys should attend counseling and give it one more chance.”
Dig this…Everything is going swimmingly and the judge asks me, “Mr. Mahoney, are you in agreement with the terms, and is this what you want?” Being stricken with a sore throat from working in the elements at the Beer Mine, I at that point, lose my voice, and am unable to answer audibly.
I have mixed emotions about this next scenario…The judge denies the petition of dissolution because as he remarks, “I laugh my ass off every time Jay or Matt play Torn Between Two Lovers on the IWS Radio Show, and I don’t want to be known as the judge who put a stop to that.”
Very Hurtful.
My friend, IWS Radio partner, and knower of the cloud above my head Jayman, has a bit of a different take on the outcome of today’s court proceedings.
He said to me, “Quit worrying. You’ll be in and out in fifteen minutes with no hassle…Of course Matt-Man…while walking across the street to get in your car to go home, you’ll be struck by a bus and die.”
That would be tragic. That would be morbid. That would be unfortunate, however…
That black cloud above my head would be gone forever because I would die knowing that for an instant, I died a happily unmarried man.
Cheers!!
Matt-Man
mattmaniws@ymail.com
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