Well the big day is coming up, October 1st. That is the day we go to court. The A.F. owes a huge debt to the business and I am suing him for the unpaid debt. Now bear in mind this has nothing to do with child support, which I have not seen one dime since June 07. This is just business money. I am just trying to collect money owed to the business. It is over 10K......enough to worry about and try and collect. My able attorney says not to worry and I am really not worried. The thing I worry most about is the people that I have to call as witnesses. My ever funny and able bookkeeper Trish has to come to court and the M.U. along with the A/R guru A.J. I just hate dragging those people thru all this.
It would be so much better if the A.F. would just pay what is owed and go on with life as he should. But we all know he ain't gonna do what he is supposed to do. Never has and never will. Why should I be the least bit surprised???? Because I am one that lives life with my glass half full as opposed to half empty. The big shit........
The thing that gets my goat is Mr. Man thinks he hung the moon, and I am certainly not the one to tell him otherwise. That is not my place. He will one day figure it out on his own. But one day when he asks and is of an age of understanding, I just may let him know what a big shit the A.F. is really like. I mean, if a man can leave a family on his son's first birthday, the DAY OF SAM'S FIRST BIRTHDAY, then that should be a big clue that something is just amiss with him. But for now, my lips are sealed as they should be. I will step very lightly around the issue and agree with Mr. Man that his father is the best in the world and go on and bite my lip.
Mr. Man is in the throws of football. He loves it and is thriving. We have a scrimmage game against North Forrest this Saturday. He is playing either center or guard. Which I have no idea what position either one of those are. I just nod my head and say that is great. I have finally mastered all the gear that goes along with football. It is amazing all the pads and stuff they have to have. I know the coaches had to be laughing at me at first showing up with my pads in one hand and pants on Mr. Man. Lucky for me we have very patient coaches.
We went over the the Motherly Units for lunch on Sunday and Andrew came over with his room mate and we had the big sit down with them. Considering I paid the last month's rent along with the last 3 months electric and water bill. What in the hell are they doing with their money. Well come to find out the room mate doesn't have a job and Andrew must be spending his money on drug fines and other various and sundry things. Well, I laid the law down and said NO MORE. I have my own bills and they need to be responsible for their bills. Enough said.
Allen flipped his Jeep in Montana, so he is without a ride. I told him a bike would sure be nice in that Montana air and he better get one fast. He lost his job because he couldn't get to work. So he has his a rough spot. He has been calling asking me and mom for money. I know he needs money. He spent a couple of nights in the hospital. His jeep flipped over a mountain side and he is lucky to be alive. He moved into an efficiency apartment in downtown Missoula, so he is walking distance to alot of stuff. Bless his heart, I think a black cloud is following his around. I am thankful he is clean, but I think he is on the brown water and I just bet the flipping of the jeep had something to do with a little brown water. The straight and narrow path is sometimes hard to follow. I find that true in my life, but I am such a chicken, that any curve in the road, I tend to stick to the straight and narrow. I like straight and narrow, it keeps me grounded and guilt free.
I have been kicking up my heels a bit. And it has been fun. All in the name of fun. Nothing serious, just some serious fun. That only happens when Mr. Man is with the A.F. and that is only once a month, so fear not, the straight and narrow is the rule rather than the exception.
I had some blood work done at the request of one of my doctors and some of my values came back funky. He recommended I go see my internal medicine doctor - who I consider the best in the world - he diagnosed my West Nile Virus even before the Spinal Tap confirmed the diagnosis. He said since I had lost some 45 lbs that I needed to flush it out with water rather than Diet Cokes (which I drink about 3 a day). He complimented my weight loss and I was proud of that. He just said I was a bit dehydrated and my Hemoglobin A1C was a little high, but nothing to be concerned about. So I left there with a smile that nothing was medically wrong with me. I feel like I have seen enough of doctors for a lifetime.
Mr. Man has had a little trouble with Walker on the football field - imagine that??????? Walker shot Mr. Man the bird a couple of times and it pissed Mr. Man off. Then the next day, after Mr. Man tackled Walker, Walker took a punch at Mr. Man and the coaches saw it. So, the coaches came up to Leisa and told her about what happened. On the way home, Sam announced that Walker would soon be going to "Juvie" I said how do you know about "Juvie"? He said his brother told him about if a boy is bad and his mother can't control him that he goes to Juvenile Detention. I guess kids know more than we think.
I think I will close on that note.
It's a Wonderful Life and I Love Every Minute of It!!
Peace!
