::sigh:: this issue has been
weighing heavily on me for the past few weeks .. if i had to name one
aspect of my nature that i'd like to change it would be how i detest
conflict .. i remember back in high school i flunked debate for
"buckling under pressure" .. thats me
it took me a lifetime to discover
that i don't live in a world where i can simply ask for things i feel
are fair and have them drop into my lap .. there are times i must go
against my nature and fight for what i believe is right or fair .. and
the "fights" make me ill .. i can't begin to describe how frustrating it
is for me to know that any amount of conflict is going to bring on
physical symptoms that last for weeks .. i wasn't always this way,
probably due to the fact that i've probably spent most of my life
avoiding conflict .. it wasn't until my divorce that i started becoming
physically ill after conflict
i
had asked my ex-husband (nicely) for child support and he refused ..
claiming he had a "moral issue" with having to give me money for not
seeing his daughter often enough .. so i sat him down and explained to
him that she REALLY needed to see him more often .. i gave him 6 months,
keeping track of any time he spent with her and he proved to me that
all too often his life gets in the way of spending time with his
daughter
so i went to
Child Support Services back in April of last year and filed for child
support .. needless to say, he was a bit angry with me for bringing the
government into our personal issues .. i just about fell off the chair
though when he said "why didn't you just ASK me for help" .. i'd laugh
but it just wasn't funny
he
and i finally sat down at the end of July of last year and hashed out
what we both thought was an equitable agreement .. and then i waited for
the results .. i waited 5 months for him to live up to his end of the
agreement .. sadly, nothing changed .. until that is, he received notice
that our court date was set for January 18th .. suddenly he started
showing interest in his daughter .. by suddenly, i mean the very day
that i received the notice of the court date in the mail
seriously,
i never wanted it to come this far .. each night i'd hope that he'd
come to his senses and do the right thing by his daughter .. and we got
nothing but more excuses from him every time his "life" got in the way
i
have to confess, i have NO desire to go to court tomorrow .. airing my
dirty laundry in front of dozens of people who have NO business knowing
isn't my idea of fun .. imagine me having to beg my ex-husband to work
with me so that we can stipulate to an agreement and avoid court
yesterday my
ex finally returns my calls .. after i had already told the attorney
that he hadn't returned any of my calls and i had all but given up on us
reaching an agreement and avoiding court .. he wanted credit for the
money he'd spent on our daughter for gifts .. i took my daughters advice
.. "mom, you need to grow some balls and stand up and do the right
thing" .. thats my daughter lol
i
firmly told him "no" .. we're making the child support retroactive to
August of last year, when we first made the agreement and he's not
getting out of it .. but i've decided i'm not going to ask for interest
he's not happy with me .. i guess its mutual
so
this morning i need to call the attorney and ask her to prepare the
stipulation agreement and postpone our court date until after we've both
signed the agreement .. it will be entered as a judgment and i've
decided to take the attorney's advice and go for wage garnishment ..
even my daughter thought it was wise since "daddy is always forgetting
important stuff"
oh ..
i guess i forgot to mention the words "wage garnishment" to him
yesterday .. you can bet he's not gonna be a happy camper when he finds
out the money is going to be taken out by his employeer
its been
ages since we had any "extra" money around our house .. there are times i
think the term "living paycheck to paycheck" was invented just for us
.. my idea of splurging meant buying kitchen tongs that i couldn't
really afford .. i haven't counted my chickens yet .. but the very idea
of not having to worry about grocery money at the end of the month feels
like winning the lottery
i don't talk to my children about the
sacrifices i feel i've made .. they already know that if a choice has to
be made, my needs or desires will come last .. thats what being a
mother is to me .. putting mychildrens needs before my own .. but my
daughter made a special request .. that the first few checks that we get
from her daddy be spent on ME .. perhaps finally getting my hair cut ..
getting new glasses so that i can actually see something .. making an
appointment with the chiropractor so that my headaches stop .. getting
the little cart for the recycle bins so that i don't have to lug them
out to the curb each week .. ya know .. all those luxuries i felt i
could do without because i couldn't justify the expense
this
battle has taken its toll on me .. i'm trying to hold on .. just a few
more weeks, hopefully and i can take off my suit of armor
give
me a brow to soothe .. hurt feelings to comfort .. a heart to hold
gently .. a knee to bandage .. i'll show you the stuff i'm made of .. i
just don't make a very good warrior
i
think i'd like to take a vacation with my children .. something i
haven't been able to afford since the divorce 12 years ago .. cause even
warriors need vacations right?
maybe
i'll even have enough to put a little aside each month for my dream .. a
little house for me after my retirement .. high in the mountains
surrounded by enough land for all the pets and animals that need a place
to live .. i want dogs and cats .. goats and chickens .. maybe even a
pig or two .. and of course a couple of extra bedrooms for when my
children come to visit their old momma :)
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