Just one stupid sheet

Sometimes the stupidest things set you off. Sometimes something is so trivial, so minor, so unimportant in the global context of hunger, war, poverty, suffering, and disease that you fasten on to it and just can’t seem to let go.

In my case, it is one, stupid, GD, beautiful, flannel sheet. It’s my sheet, I own it. I want it. But I can’t get to it because it lives in Seattle and I live in Atlanta.

Confused? Welcome to Divorce.

[At this point I will ask that the other member of my divorce please excuse himself from the thread. This is just about me, and how I feel about my sheet.]

I can’t have my sheet for complicated Divorce reasons. I moved to Atlanta thinking that it was a temporary move, so I left most of my stuff in the house in Seattle. Including, apparently, this sheet.

For reasons I do not understand, I think my ex wants me to have my lawyer write a letter to his lawyer asking for the sheet. [ul]
[li]Is this making me crazy? Yes!!![/li][li]Is it worth it for a single, beloved, purple sheet? No!!![/li][li]Am I going to do it ???[/li][/ul]

Poverty Hunger Disease War Suffering Death Squads Suicide Bombers Farmed Salmon Terrible Things

But I am obsessing over my sheet. I want my sheet. I can’t get another sheet like it because it is a special pattern that was made in Germany in the early 90s. It is so pathetic that I want my sheet more than I want to know who won the election. I want my sheet more than I want to understand the output of my model (And that’s major because I am a serious stats geek and I don’t get what is going on in my model. I should be working on it now). I want my sheet more than I want to find out how I can volunteer for the local Domestic Violence agency. I want …

I just WANT my sheet!! WAAA! WAAA! WAAA!
For everyone who put up with this major whiney rant, thank you very much. You may now return to the important things in the world. Sigh.

Ah. This is where the philosophy of “It’s Just Stuff” served me well during my own divorce. It was hard to maintain equanimity over the TV hutch, but I think it did my blood pressure good in the long run.

Go.

Shop online.

Find yourself a newer, flannelier, more fabulous purple sheet.

Then you may gloat in your bigger-personness and sing the “my sheet’s better than yours” song. You’ll feel better in the morning. Also fuzzier, until you wash it! :smiley:

This.is.just.so.weird…
Methinks it sounds of passive/aggressive behavior.

I’ve been divorced exactly once. I still miss a lot of what was left behind, especially all my old photos and drawings - seemingly trivial as they may be to others.
I understand how you feel.

Maybe we all should organize a SDMB Ninja raiding party to rescue herownself’s sheet.

What?
It could be fun! :smiley:

I know divorce is a complicated, emotionally-involved change of life; and I understand that writing about it does help a person through the process; however, since your soon-to-be ex is a Doper in good standing, and is a regular poster, we ask that you keep all off-board problems between the two of you off-board. It certainly isn’t personal–so please don’t think that–but I’m afraid we’ve had similar situations between involved Dopers in the past, and they don’t turn out pretty (either for the those involved in real life, or the thread participants); there’s just too much of a chance that even the most innocuous remark about the divorce could blow up into something ugly. So, I hope you understand why I’m closing this thread.

If you have any questions, please feel free to e-mail me.