DD's Paternal Grandfather Died

I guess I should record this.  I don’t know if its significant but I’ll post away!

 

My daughter’s paternal grandfather passed away in South Dakota last Friday. I got the call probably Monday/Tuesday of this week.  My ex called. I don’t know what to tell him.  It’s not like he was close to the man or that we even needed to know this.  Perhaps he was feeling bad.  I don’t know.

 

I made a shitty comment however. He said he felt bad for DD and I said “Why? It not like she knew him!  There are lots of people in her life that never come around!”

 

It just slipped out but it’s the truth!

 

Such is life.

 

Increase Denied!!

My Ex asked for a review of Child Support and because he’s back working, the claim was denied.  They said “no changes in circumstances so modification is denied!”

 

His company also withheld a check and never sent it in so its going to be 2 weeks late. He knows I need money and he probably got paid yesterday. I don’t know, maybe he didn’t. But if he doesn’t penny up my $20 I lent him, I’ll never ever do that again!!

I have a man in my life

I met someone online and I've fallen in love. I met him about 9 months ago and we chit chatted back and forth. Nothing serious. Maybe a little flirting here and there. When I went to burn him a CD and my hard drive failed, I wrote and made light of the fact I knew where he lived but that I didn't have his phone number. He passed the number and I didn't call. The next day he gave me crap so that night, I dialed the numbers that would put me on a new path.

We talked for hours about nothing and about everything. It was an amazing conversation. We learned so much about eachother. Our mothers sharing the same first and last name, our tastes in things like astrology and numerolgy. He has a beautiful face that I have long looked at and have wished he was closer. He lives 500 miles from me and it seems like a world away.

We have spoken daily. Emailing and chatting and lengthy phone calls each night. The earliest I go to bed is 2 hours past my bedtime. Sometimes its 5 hours! We say we love eachother. We feel it. He's met me half way and his arms are open wide and I'm jumping in. I love this guy and I want to be with him.

The little girl in me and the concern my mother will have has me trippin! I know that she will take to him once she meets him but still, its scary.. We have plans to see eachother soon and it can't come soon enough.

This man has brought passion into my life and he accepts me for who I am. I have shared with him all of the things that have happened in my past, including my children going to live with my mother. He is a beautiful soul and I'm in love. This is going to be amazing!