My ex-husband and I had no children and no money to speak of yet it took two years to finalize a divorce.
I had to go to court at least 3 times and each time was a big waste of time since he did not want to agree to anything.
The second time I had to go to court was especially frightful as it seems my husband came toward me to attack me but my attorney stepped in and he walked away. We were in court for more than 2 hours and I understood from my attorney the primary reason was to see if my husband would agree to terms.
He did not and we were finally told we could go. So off I went to work and I was angry, frustrated and depressed that our divorce would never get finalized.
Walking around the city I usually wore flats to make it easier on my feet. I kept a drawer in my office with my work shoes (high heels). When I got to the office I opened the “shoe drawer” as I called it and looked at the shoes and they all reminded me of him. I could not see me wearing any of those shoes anymore, so I got my trash basket and threw all the shoes in it.
As I was throwing the shoes out my boss walked past my office and saw what I was doing and asked my assistant what was going on and she looked over her cubicle and simply said, “She’s throwing her shoes out.” He then told her, “Let Nancy know that I’ll leave her alone and I will talk to her only if she wants to talk to me today.”
The day ended and when I came in the office the next morning I (as I always did for years) opened my shoe drawer and then shut it realizing that I had no old shoes. I walked out of my office with my purse and started to let my assistant know where I was going when she immediately said, “I know you are going to buy some shoes.”
New shoes-new life….
