It has been such an awful week to the point of me wanting to run away for a long period of time, maybe forever. Work has been absolute hell and on top of it my husband is basically begging for a divorce. I am more than happy to give it to him so he can go on his sex in London escapades, but for some reason I’d rather see him beg. He has been so unfaithful over the years and crude that I find humor in making his life miserable at the moment. When I think maybe he learned his lesson, I might be able to put my signature on the papers. The things is, he will be paying for the whole divorce, I will not spit out a penny towards it. If he cannot deal with that than there will be no signing of anything at all. Never.