Just found your site and decided to vent. It always starts with the transition from peaceful co-habitation, to the inevitable 'MARRIAGE' and 'KID' thing. I RE-ITERATE, 'WHY GET MARRIED,AND RUIN A GOOD RELATIONSHIP?' After 3 years of probationary period, I thought that paying rent for a house in town, for her, while you enjoyed your coastal retreat..., THUS; Quality time when we got together, and the transition to married life should have been easy..., but for WHOM? After 3 weeks of marriage, she has the audacity to tell me that I have to quit drinking, get a REAL job, quit smoking, quit hanging out at the pub..., 'Gosh Darn, (not my exact words), It's taken me 30 years to get this bad..., you can't expect me to change in just 3 weeks!' ...OOOPS! That was the beginning of the end. When it came time to discuss the divorce, all I could say was ' I paid for the wedding...,YOU pay for the divorce!' It was worse than felony court! If I wasn't so busy trying to run my business while living in my motorhome, on-site, I would have paid more attention to what assets were included, excluded, devided, decided, and were actually already gone, by the time I took toll.I remember the last words to my 2nd X..., who, because there were no 'Kid Complications', she just wanted '1/2 of everything'. There happened to be a cat AND a dog in the marriage, and somehow included as property or holdings, was to be 'shared equally, or divided into equal shares', I took a personal stand..., as I had raised both from babies. 'BABE', the belgian shepherd, 10 years old at the time, and 'FRITZ', the cat,(black siameseX), 13 years old. She contested that since we were both going to be alone, we should each have the comfort and companionship of the pets we shared..., as if they were kids! THEY ARE!, But they're MY KIDS! May their fur-persona souls R.I.H.(Rock In Heaven) I enjoyed their company to the very end. I ended up losing my cool..., and screaming 'Listen Bitch!, That there dog is the only LOYAL BITCH I've had in my life..., and she's lasted through two marriages loving me for who I am..., And the CAT? THAT, is MY pussy. And since you're not sharing YOUR pussy, with me..., I'm not sharing MY pussy, with YOU! I left with my truck and my tools..., and the dog AND cat, and have enjoyed years of unmarried bliss, since. I found that the secret to staying single is directly proportionate to the amount of reported income, so it is always safe to stay below the poverty level, and yet carry on like you're independently wealthy, so you keep them at a distance, yet have that 'air of mystery'. I find that if they think you're poor(I REALLY AM!) that they figure that 'Half of F***ALL...,is STILL F***ALL!!', so if they don't want you and your own set of human problems for sharing and soul-searching..., then they aren't ready for a REAL RELATIONSHIP!, or the partnership that is required to make ANY relationship work. This stands true from Middle East Peace Accords, to pre -nups. Needless to say..., I haven't heard from the X, even though I named my next bitch after her...,'TURBO', short for: 'turbo-dyke-bitch-from-HELL' Sorry if I've Offended any-one..., Unless Therasa is out there! Thanks for the vent!,WAYNER