Monday, October 20, 2014
After a tense weekend of wondering what DS and
GF were up to at a friend's house, I get a text saying
they have rented an apartment and are moving.
Really? Well, DS comes home and insists he is not
moving, doesn't want a job that the "friend" made
him apply for and certainly has no intention of
joining her church.
Then this afternoon, she comes with boxes, her DH
and another "friend" to help the kids pack up the
house. She has the nerve to call 911 and say I was
picking a fight. So we have 2 HP's and 2 deputies in
town, right across from the elevator, a ton of trucks,
semis and lots of farm and town folk gawking at the
"police presence" so a non-issue. The "friends" were
finally convinced to leave and not return to DS's house.
What a mind-blowing experience that was.
The attorney has assured me that all paperwork will
be finished and filed so that I will have full guardianship
and can assist DS with everything he needs. Maybe
by this time next week. One can only hope and pray.
So if I am not present on all the posts, do not remark
on blogs, you will know I am still mildly insane and
not taking it on the chin for any Tom, Dick and Harry
that comes along. My apologies to those of you who
may happen to share these names. You will know it
is just an expression, not aimed at any Sparkers.
Thanks for stopping by and I will accept and appreciate
any helpful words of support. I think I will be due for
a visit to a padded room someplace but I think I
would settle for a week at a spa LOL!. HUGS!