We got through it much more quickly than I was dreading expecting. Basically Mr. X offered me the exact same offer that I put on the table several months ago and he rejected (he still gets more than his fair share, but it’s over). And we all signed a mediation agreement that Biff, the super-lawyer, says that a judge will enforce if X gets snakey.
And supposedly the house is in foreclosure. Joy.
There are some more details I’ll share later when I have some energy. I’m still pretty exhausted, and still not home. I’m staying with a friend who lives in driving distance of the scene of the crime. Flying out tomorrow.
Thank you all immeasurably for your good thoughts, prayers, etc. I needed them.