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really bad day
Nov 8th
Kira kicked my ass this afternoon.
Didn’t even hear from Dad today. I know I’m boring but what else has he got to do besides hang out with me?
Uncomfortable phone conversation with DIL. She’s getting impatient and a bit bitchy but I’m not driving this kid all the way to Phoenix again to find her. She needs to come halfway. And she needs to stop stretching the truth to make her actions look better and accusing Casey of hiding Kira. Just because he moved that doesn’t mean he did it to spite her.
Seriously uncomfortable SERIES of phone calls with Buck. He’s drunk again and yet he thinks he’s fine. Yes I hung up on him when he started yelling and then he hung up on me when I had to yell at him to hang-on-a-minute when Ginnie came up to see what I was yelling about. And then another call. And then a text from Max that Buck had called him and was he drunk or something? Way to be a parent there Buckles. I told him if he wanted to have a conversation (because that’s what he keeps saying – do I really REALLY want to go through with this and that we need to have a talk) he needed to chose NOT to fucking drink beforehand. I won’t even try to talk to him unless he’s sober. It’s his choice.
Jesus Christ.
Two bowls of chocolate ice cream. Really bad day. I think I’ll cry for a while now.
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)
