SO I wrote the other day about the key breaking in the lock & not just the fact that there were fire trucks & police cars at my work when I got there – but the truly dispiriting part where I didn’t get to go home because of it! Today I had an unfamiliar phone number on my cell phone when I went to lunch & sure enough the voice mail was from the ex.
We had an ok chat he needs something from me so he was nice. Apparently I have to call the child support people & tell them his new address- I did so & they said they could have taken it from him. Maybe the issue is with Wisconsin. I don’t know because I made sure to clarify with him that I had to contact the VA dept of child support 2 separate times & he told me twice that was right so hopefully his new address (in Portland Oregon if you can imagine) will take the WI people off his case.
Work would be a lot better if I didn’t have to go back for 5 hours tomorrow.
The kids are very mopey about going back to school tomorrow. Thankfully the loudest one – ms 18 doesn’t go back to public school.
Unfortunately she doesn’t think her financial aid has come in so she won’t be starting college on 9/25 like she was supposed to either.
We’re still discussing what she’s going to do next. Pretty much her whole life is completely up in the air right now & I’m just trying to sit on my hands & keep my mouth shut because – after all- it is her life.
I think the hardest thing about back to school is managing to get everything they need. I admit. The school did send the lists home at the end of the year but I don’t have enough safe (from nosy little people that is) storage in my house to purchase paper- pens – pencils & note books in June & July for use in August.
This year I did stretch it out over 2 pay periods but they’re both going back in old sneakers & I just stopped tonight to pick up 2 – 2 inch note book binders & 1 – 1 inch binder. When I spoke with the ex he asked if they needed anything & I couldn’t suppress a bitter giggle & the comment: ‘yeah- just about everything’
He told me to email him with what they need & their sizes but I’m not going to do so. I need cash. I put off bills to cover the have to have it stuff for school supplies & while I’d love them to have sneakers before the middle of September I’m not going to chance a fiasco like what happened when they bought ms 12 sneakers this spring.
When pressed 12 wears those sneakers but she complains & says ‘ow ow ow’ all the time she’s walking in them. (a big fan of the dramatic she is) I’d rather not hear that of course & she showed me just on Friday when we were shopping that the sole is coming off the sneaker already.