*sigh*

Yes, it’s been a while since I have written.  I’ve just been busy.  I will get you all caught up

Let’s see how far back I can remember, lol.  Friday night, I picked up the kidlet from my parents’ house and we went home.  I told my dad I would call him later about going to look for cars, but I ended up falling asleep much earlier than I wanted to.  I vaguely recall the kidlet saying “Mom, you are falling asleep with your laptop on your lap and your glasses still on……..” 

I woke up around 1:00 am and apparently the kidlet took off my glasses for me and removed the laptop from my lap.  I also realized I hadn’t called my father…whoops.

I went back to sleep and then woke up again around 5:30.  I got out of bed, took the doggus out, fed the cat, doggus and bird and went back upstairs and crawled back in bed.  I didn’t go back to sleep though, I didn’t want to feel like crap later, and I would’ve if I had gone back to sleep.  Instead, I read the paper online and then got myself motivated to get ready for the day. 

I did some laundry while the kidlet slept.  When he got up, he got dressed and ready for his game.  We played the best team in our division and I feared a slaughter.  It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, our boys held their own and played very, very well.  But we did lose 11-1   The kidlet had the only goal.  He did really well.  Another kid who did well is the one I can never get to focus.  But, boy-oh-boy, when he does focus, he’s pretty good.  He was focused for this game, thank goodness.

MOK (my other kid, the kidlet’s best friend) came over later Saturday afternoon and spent the night again.  The kidlet and MOK “tented” the kidlet’s entire room with blankets, dear God.  I don’t care, as long as they put all the blankets back and clean up the mess.  They are kids, let them use their imaginations, I can dig it

Sunday, I found a car, WHOO!  It’s not brand new, but it’s mechanically sound, has low miles, is 4 wheel drive, has a manual transmission and is a convertible   I can’t wait to drive around with my top off with Heather, LMAO!

Oh, remember the phone call I mentioned.  It took two more times to get a human being on the other end.  Sunday afternoon, I reached my stepson and he took a message.  I didn’t expect a return phone call since the soon-to-be-ex-husband had been hiding from me for four years. 

Yesterday morning, there were two calls in the AM from a restricted number.  I didn’t think much of it at the time, but later on in the afternoon, another one.  I answered it and it was him, STBXH.  I almost dropped the phone because I didn’t think he would bother calling me back.  I immediately felt sick in my stomach, because FINALLY this was going to be done.  FINALLY.  The first words out of my mouth were, “I can’t believe you are actually calling me back.”  I also went on to explain to him that I had been looking for him for four years, that I had been in touch with an attorney and that I wanted him to sign the papers I was having drawn up by said attorney.  I told him I would appreciate his cooperation in the whole situation.  He agreed to sign the paperwork and cooperate.  He really doesn’t have much of a choice but to do so, he legally abandoned us and I could really put the screws to him if I wanted.  I just want sole legal and physical custody of the kidlet and the support he owes our son. 

He asked about the kidlet.  Oh, mighty nice of you now, four years later.  I answered him with “He’s awesome actually, but you wouldn’t know that, would you?  Because you walked away from him.”  I can handle that he walked away from me, it was over between us.  But walking away from your son?  Those who know the history of this all know I kept the door open and STBXH shut it.  Walked away, period.  And he had the audacity to ask me how his son was.  What a dick.

I was an emotional wreck after the call ended.  Not because he got to me.  But because all these emotions surfaced at one time.  Anger, disgust, sadness.  Not sadness for me, but for the kidlet.  And, actually for STBXH, because he missed some of the most amazing things that happened in the kidlet’s life.  I can’t write anymore about it right now, because it’s still pretty raw and I need to work through it.

I would like to give a shout out to Heather, Jacks and Steve for their moral support, you guys have no idea how much it means to me that you care  

things that annoy me

bulleted for your enjoyment: 

• It is called personal space for a reason.  If I want you in my personal space, I will invite you in.  Don’t be getting up in my grill without an invitation.
• Nobody knows it all, it’s impossible.  I cannot stand people who act like they know it all.
• I always try to see things from different perspectives before I decide on something.  I am not so narrow-minded that I cannot do this.
• Trying to make me look stupid won’t work, I can do that on my own, LOL.
• I DO NOT LIKE liars, period.
• It’s called an “in” box because you put stuff “in” it that needs completed.
• I am NOT a copier repair person.  If I was, I wouldn’t be working as an Administrative Manager now would I?
• Snobbery is not a very becoming trait.
• I am not fond of the passive/aggressive types.

this is pretty much how i feel right now:

Seriously.  I say FTW.

I am pretty much tired of jerks and douchebags.  If you fall into that category, please don’t get in my way.  I am liable to run your ass over with my car.

I did get these though:

That’s right bitches, I am in the 27th row from the field on the 50 yard line for the Eagles/Seahawks game.  Holla.