Halloween Horror Week

What a miserable fucking week. And it's only Tuesday!!! Basically, we are depressed and disgusted b/c yesterday at our pre-trial conference, the whore and her asshole doddering old fool lawyer got the jury trial that was scheduled for next week POSTPONED AGAIN. Our lawyer says that every delay that could possibly happen in a case seems to have happened in ours. Our lawyer protested vehemently, but it was no use. The judge granted the continuance. The amicus told the judge that when this gets reset again, short of someone dying then we need to move forward. We got put on the docket for jury trial as a backup case on Dec. 3. Although our lawyer says the lawyer on that case usually settles her cases and there's a good chance that we will go forward at that time with our trial, I'm sure the whore will come up with some other excuse to postpone. I don't know how much more obvious it can be to anyone with half a brain that she is deliberately stalling. Why would that be? Because she is going to lose, and she knows it!!! But in the meantime she is also sending me and S to the poorhouse and in the meantime she also has custody of our child. We are up to $24,000+ spent on this case and we haven't even got to trial yet.

Poor S was literally at a loss for words yesterday when I called and told him (I'd gone to the courthouse alone so he could go to work and make $--I get paid time off, he doesn't). He said they are breaking him. I've never heard him say that before. I've seen him have panic attacks, bleeding ulcers, insomnia and nightmares, but I never heard him before come out and say that he doesn't know if he can take it anymore, and it worried me. I begged Mudflap to call him and talk to him, but Mudflap couldn't get S to answer his phone. Later I asked S if he wanted me to skip my monthly sheriff's meeting last night and come home, but he said it was ok if I went.

I didn't rant and rave as much this time as I did the last time they got this postponed. I did cry a little yesterday and this a.m. and had some insomnia last night. But these fuckers don't know who they're dealing with. If they think they're going to make me--US--give up, oh man, are they sorely mistaken. Everyone knows I damn well finish what I start, and I WIN. What did piss me off is the whore was hiding out until the amicus left, then she and the lying old bag came out of hiding and when I saw the whore, she didn't look at me (she never looks at me) but started smiling, knowing I was looking at her. She is 6 months pregnant and it shows. If I were her, I'd be careful. Karma is a bitch. More than the whore could ever be.

If there's any good news at all in this horrible saga, it's that I didn't pay the amicus his money yesterday (although I did have to pay my lawyer another $5,000) so at least the payments will be spread out a little bit more. I went to work at the new Job #2 for a little while yesterday after court so double-earned some $ before I went to Job #1. I love Job #2's convenience. It is right down the road from home and Job #1.

I didn't have much appetite again yesterday or today, although I did go out to eat at our usual place after the meeting with Mudflap and C. They made me laugh, so that's good. We are making plans to spend NY's together again. C. wants to spend it down in his neck of the woods, which is waaaay down south. He says if we don't want to drive home after midnight with all the crazies then we can crash at his lovely home, which would be nice! So that's probably what we'll do.

So I wasn't going to participate in Job #1's H'ween festivities tomorrow, but the crazy library director's very nice secretary called me today and said that she heard I always dress up, and that she was going to, so was I? I told her I couldn't get it together this year. I was feeling a little sad about it, seeing as how I always, always celebrate Halloween in full force. But she begged, and even offered to buy me lunch if I would dress up! So I said I'd think about it. And actually, I think that thanks to her prodding and encouragement, I can scrape together a last-minute something for tomorrow. It really just wouldn't be me to not celebrate H'ween. And no matter how much you've lost or how much you've been through, you've always gotta be you!!!

Last night at Job #2. I got some nice little going away gifts. I will miss this place though I admit on the drive down here I was thanking the Lord I won't have to make this drive on Tuesday nights anymore. S texted me that he missed me and I texted back this is my last night, yay!