Sentencing on June 26th. Maximum penalty, 90 months in prison.
I then returned to a settlement offer in my mailbox from his divorce attorney. He stated that "his client was being more than generous" in his offer not to try to wring money out of me.
We will hopefully just drop it all and walk away.
He did state that he wanted the return of some of his personal possessions.
Funnily enough, if he would read the Order For Protection, he would see that all he has to do is arrange a time and bring a uniformed police officer with him.
I will not equivocate on this point. I'll be damned if I will haul a single molecule of his shit anywhere on this planet. I carry his shit in my heart 24/7. He can kiss my ass if he wants it any other way.
After all, I can wait until June 26th, just like he can. Suddenly, I am in absolutely no hurry to do a damn thing.