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I don't know what the hell is wrong with me.
Oct 30th
I’ve had this intermittent abdominal pain all day. Not in the stomach but higher up like the beginning of the intestine. Or whatever is on both sides high up around the stomach. Sharp enough to take my breath away and then migrates down to my lower back. And then goes away.
Shit.
And no, I have no problems in that particular department. That was my first guess, a back-up in the plumbing. Just sharp pains every 20-30 minutes or so. No upset stomach, no problems eating or going to the bathroom. Not even gas.
If it’s still bad tomorrow I’ll call the nurse line. Damned difficult having my health care provider in downtown frakking Phoenix. Cuts down on the bullshit visits though.
I wonder if I can go to the VA clinic over at Williams Gateway?
Speaking of not needing this shit, I’ve had contact with the Daughter-in-Law. Apparently her long disappearance can be attributed to going back to prison to finish out her parole violation and now she’s legally free and clear of that. And wants to see her daughter. I gave Casey her phone number and told him to call her. I so don’t want to get in the middle of that but she’s asking me to. She wants me to mediate between them because “I’m so blunt and calm and honest” and all they do is fight.
Fuck.
And I re-did my own divorce papers today. I have his new address and stuff so I’ve printed everything out. I just need to make the requisite copies and go file them with the court. I found a paragraph that they’ll work the financing if you need it, so I’m going down to see what I can do. With the car crap going on I really don’t have the starting price of $276, then on top of that there’s the added fees to get him served. I could do it myself free but after the phone call tonight . . .
(pain, oh shit, deep breath) Skip the next few paragraphs – it’s just bitching for the record.
Where he snarked at me that I never call him so he needs to call me to make sure I’m alright. And what about our tax filing that he is planning to go to HR Block because I screwed it up so badly last year. If I remember correctly, the biggest screwup was his fucking employers not sending the W2s in time. And what to do about the car loans in both of our names? I won’t have a car because he can’t make my payments. I’m making my payments! Because the loan is in his name. Both loans are in both of our names, Buck. So he expects me to screw him over the car, too? Asshole.
And then the conversation moved to how he’s soooo sure he’s at the bottom of the list of people Max will want to see. He whines that Ginnie is so hard to get time with. He doesn’t want to see her with her b/f around but can he tell her that? No. He just bitches at me that she’s too busy.
And he wonders why I don’t call him.
(aaaahhhhhh owwwwww I’m going to bed and hoping the ibuprofen kicks in soon)
If I do it again, somebody slap me.
Oct 19th
That is the last time I let him know I have Kira so he can see her. Let him set up his own visiting time.
The bullshit started because he called “to see how I’m doing,” which he does every other day or so. A poor excuse to start something usually. So I told him I was babysitting and he says he just got home and after he cleaned up he’d like to come over for a few minutes.
Oh my achin' ass
Oct 11th
Guess what. No, guess. Lemme give you hint.
Grown man, middle-aged even, handed instructions written at the fucking kindergarten level made his car payments to MY account.
His checking account lives in the minus 400s. He’s bouncing shit right and left and continues to write checks!
The same person who has bitched at me for years for bouncing stuff and not living within our means doesn’t get it. I left him a fucking calendar with the dates marked for his direct deposits, his automatic debits for his fucking lawyer, when his truck payment was due, where that to pay it, and everything else any idiot needs to pay his own bills.
I haven’t touched that account since the day I left. I have not overdrawn my account once, oh wait, yes I did, just once.
So now I have to go with him to get this straightened out. Wells Fargo needs to have someone with half a brain come in and set them right. And then I need to go with him to our bank and get myself off the joint account before I get screwed over for his continuous mistakes.
Oh, he promised Ginnie he’d buy her a car with HIS tax return because he just knows I’ve been screwing that up for years. Yeah. Fucker.
The man is delusional. I’ll just sit here and let him dig himself deeper, as long as he doesn’t take me down with him.
More PITA separation crap.
Oct 7th
I know, I KNOW we aren’t the first married couple EVER to split, so why is it so frakking difficult to get businesses to follow the bouncing ball?
I moved here, he moved there, and we need this bill or that mail to go to the correct person.
USPS address change card (or the online version) makes it so difficult. I printed in my very best print my name, Ginnie’s name and specifically NOT GERALD on my change of address card. I’m getting his stupid mail now. So I did the online version for him and I had to print it out because they charge $1 to a credit card, and the address on the stupid card has to match either the new or the old address. Not mine. So I had to GO TO THE GODDAMN POST OFFICE to turn it in. And even though I signed my name as his agent, they didn’t want to take it. Because the lazy ass won’t go take care of this shit himself, I have to arm wrestle with the postal service dude. Eventually the scrawny guy in blue caved to my demands. Pays to be a wild haired crazy-eyed bitch occasionally.
Both of our vehicles are financed through Wells Fargo, and both loans are in both of our names. I WENT to the stupid WF branch over here and left specific instructions as to mailing addresses for each account. I made sure I was perfectly clear. Account 1 is billed to this address and account 2 will be billed to that one. We are aware we are both financially responsible for both loans we just want different billing addresses for each one. Peachy. Nope, I’m getting his and I haven’t seen my bill since I moved. Good thing I pay online, but I still want a stupid statement.
You’d think there would be an established method for this everywhere. But most of the places I’ve tried to work with have fucked it up one way or another.
Or maybe its that people don’t actively listen to what you’re saying. They’re so ADD and three steps ahead of you that you just want to slap them sometimes. Hey! Its pretty simple if you pay attention!
FOCUS!
An actual update.
Aug 25th
Nothing is happening.
kthanxbye
No, seriously. Biding my time. I did a bunch of running around the last few days and got very little accomplished.
I called Buck and politely mentioned that I’d filled out a child support worksheet on their website and his payments will be around $490 a month. I explained how easy it was, I just plugged in my income and his income and Ginnie’s age and that’s just about it and it pops up a number. And he got all pissy like I just pulled some magic number out of my ass. Then he sends $40 home with Ginnie the next day. Dumbass. That’s not why I called him. I was just giving him an information update.
I’ve been trying to get out more. I popped into Charlie the Beer Guy‘s little Beer 101/tasting class at Whole Foods in Tempe and tasted a whole slew of beers. Not as many as some other people, but it was easier than the one or two beers he brings to try out when he comes to Wingin’ It 3D. All that and I still didn’t find something I loved.
And I haven’t been able to find my Smirnoff Twisted V Black Cherry. Yet another product I’ve loved that was discontinued.
I did the usual stuff today, but I made a cherry jello pie to take with me and it went over quite well, thankyouverymuch. After I dropped machinegirl at home I stopped by Bill Heard Chevrolet (and as I look up that link I realize there are quite a few Bill Heard dealerships out there) because they advertised a credit amnesty weekend. Supposedly no matter how bad your credit or how much you owe, they’ll give you credit amnesty. No such luck. I owe too much, though my credit isn’t as bad as I first thought. She’s gonna keep trying. Sure.
And tonight I went to the AZ Podcasters meetup. I went to their last meeting and really liked Dan and CJ, from the Love Long and Prosper podcast, and CJ does a Mighty Mommy podcast, too.
Oh, and I received an envelope from snowcalla in the mail today. Thank you and I can’t wait to see you FRIDAY MORNING SQEEEEEE!!!!111!!!11
Today wasn’t a bad day at all.
Today was fun /sarcasm
Aug 22nd
Took Ginnie to school.
Stopped by to see my friend Jamie, who bitched at nudged me to ask Buck for child support NOW instead of waiting.
Went to the actual O Premium Water office so I could get a case of sports bottles and to change the debiting information over to my account.
Wandered around the Superior Court building to find information about said child support and divorce. The cranky lady at the self-service counted suggested I peruse their website site and print out what I needed free rather than pay her to do it.
Slipped across the street and got my driver’s license updated.
Stopped at a pawn/antique jewelry store to sell my wedding ring and another old ring I had. $20 for the pair. Whoopee-shit. Got another $40 for an ugly gold bracelet, too.
Came home and wandered around the court’s website. Noticed that we’re supposed to get more child support for a child over 12. I thought teenagers were cheaper. I think I’ve printed out what I need, but now I have to wait for the $206 filing fee to fall in my lap.
Still need to stop by the post office to pick up a certified letter. Why didn’t they deliver? I’ve always home. I’ll do that when I go pick up Ginnie from school.
