So these past couple days I've been a little out of whack...long story that I'm not going into. Anyway, I finally started feeling normal and then--WHAM!--it goes again.
I was feeling good, despite the fact that I had to walk home...I'd much rather ride my bike. But, with two "flat" tires, that makes it a little difficult: doable, but difficult.
So I go over to the church to make my lunch--the microwave, freezer, etc is not in the Church house, where my office is--and it was drizzling. No biggie, right? Anyway, I come out to go back to my office with my lunch and it's raining harder. By the time I was finished working, not even a half hour later, it was RAINING!
(Sidenote, I almost had a heart attack--for whatever reason, all my text disappeared off my screen...thank you autosave!)
So I walk home looking like some hoodlum--hoodie sweatshirt with the hood up (and head down to avoid rain in the face), jeans, shoulder bag (for school)...yeah, it was great!
So I get home and got into my pjs until my clothes dried. I checked the phone for whatever reason, no one ever calls me--sometimes on my cell, but whatever--and I saw that Josh had called (Eli's dad). He never calls, so I went to check the answering machine. I thought maybe he finally got some courtesy and called to say he would be late--this is his weekend with Eli, he gets every other because of his work schedule. Oh no, he didn't--but he was nice enough to tell me, last minute, that he's sorry to call so late, but he can't make it to get Elijah this weekend. So now that he's bugged me all week and even told me that he loves going to his daddy's house, I get to tell him that Daddy's not coming. Joy of joys!
So now, I have to figure something out for this demo I'm doing; I have to either find someone to watch him, or bring him--that just screams disaster! I would love to just call him up and bitch him out--sorry--about how irresponsible he is, and how he has to explain to Elijah why he can't make it. Don't put that on my plate! See what he has that's so important that he can't spend time with his son, when he told me earlier that Eli can't come home for Church on Sunday because that's his time with him...
I really need to get in touch with a lawyer. By law, he's actually supposed to be getting him two and a half days during each week, not two and a half days every other weekend. So really, he should be going back to the mediator and figure out some visitation schedule he wants to stick to...because this is just getting ridiculous!
Okay, I have to remember to breathe now. Hopefully I'll be able to catch a few minutes this weekend and update on the things from the last post I promised and also, now, an update on my weekend.
Have I said before how much I can't stand men!!!
I was feeling good, despite the fact that I had to walk home...I'd much rather ride my bike. But, with two "flat" tires, that makes it a little difficult: doable, but difficult.
So I go over to the church to make my lunch--the microwave, freezer, etc is not in the Church house, where my office is--and it was drizzling. No biggie, right? Anyway, I come out to go back to my office with my lunch and it's raining harder. By the time I was finished working, not even a half hour later, it was RAINING!
(Sidenote, I almost had a heart attack--for whatever reason, all my text disappeared off my screen...thank you autosave!)
So I walk home looking like some hoodlum--hoodie sweatshirt with the hood up (and head down to avoid rain in the face), jeans, shoulder bag (for school)...yeah, it was great!
So I get home and got into my pjs until my clothes dried. I checked the phone for whatever reason, no one ever calls me--sometimes on my cell, but whatever--and I saw that Josh had called (Eli's dad). He never calls, so I went to check the answering machine. I thought maybe he finally got some courtesy and called to say he would be late--this is his weekend with Eli, he gets every other because of his work schedule. Oh no, he didn't--but he was nice enough to tell me, last minute, that he's sorry to call so late, but he can't make it to get Elijah this weekend. So now that he's bugged me all week and even told me that he loves going to his daddy's house, I get to tell him that Daddy's not coming. Joy of joys!
So now, I have to figure something out for this demo I'm doing; I have to either find someone to watch him, or bring him--that just screams disaster! I would love to just call him up and bitch him out--sorry--about how irresponsible he is, and how he has to explain to Elijah why he can't make it. Don't put that on my plate! See what he has that's so important that he can't spend time with his son, when he told me earlier that Eli can't come home for Church on Sunday because that's his time with him...
I really need to get in touch with a lawyer. By law, he's actually supposed to be getting him two and a half days during each week, not two and a half days every other weekend. So really, he should be going back to the mediator and figure out some visitation schedule he wants to stick to...because this is just getting ridiculous!
Okay, I have to remember to breathe now. Hopefully I'll be able to catch a few minutes this weekend and update on the things from the last post I promised and also, now, an update on my weekend.
Have I said before how much I can't stand men!!!
1 comment:
Aww hunny, I feel lots of candy bribes coming on over the weekend! Get yourself a lawyer and get i sorted coz between Josh and Micheal they're just sh*tting on you hun!
Hope you've had no more migraines (I'd love an excuse to play with dolls lol) and your party goes well.
I've updated my blog with pics and gossip from this week.
Thanks for the Birthday Wishes, have a good weekend X
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