We’re back in the swing of things. We’re pretty much settled into our house now. I bought the last major things I needed for my place and fully maxed out my credit card, but at least I have a desk to write at instead of the tv dinner stand that my computer was previously resting on.
Little E started grade 3 and Z started Kindergarten this year. Little E got the teacher he wanted based on his first 2 days at school so that’s exciting for him. His school did things different than I’ve been used to, in that they send the kids to the classrooms that they went to last year and then switch to the new rooms by Thurs/Fri depending. So for new students like Little E, who weren’t there last year, it was confusing. But in the end he ended up getting the teacher he wanted so alls well that ends well. Z LOVES school, but she was made for rules and the classroom. I’m just hoping she doesn’t bother the teacher asking to help to much.
I had a seizure the night before first day of school. So it took literally everything in me to get out of bed and get the kids to school on time. I had pissed the bed overnight and bit my tongue, lips and cheeks so hard that I was vomiting blood everywhere all morning. I ended up throwing out all my bedding because it wasn’t worth washing, it was so fucked up. I’d never thrown up so much blood before.
I had to get my shit together to get the kids together to get them to school…. because I’m the only one here to do it, and I didn’t want them to miss school on the first day because of me, so I had a quick shower to clean off all the bodily fluids and managed to get dressed and in the car, but I had to pull over on the way to school to puke up blood. Either way, I got them there in time. With lunches made and bags packed.
I did however forget to take pictures of them on their first day, so I took it the next day… we can’t all be winners.
My body is still sore from the seizure and it’s been what? 5 days? I’m having trouble talking properly, because my tongue is still swollen, it’s pretty hilarious to see me kinda drool. If I could take some sort of miracle drug to stop this from happening again, I would give up a ear… or two fingers, maybe even the ability to smell as long as there was some sort of guarantee that I could be seizure free.
Anyways… enough about that, what else is new.
Technically, I found and joined a gym here. Officially I haven’t gone. I just signed up last week and I’ve been too sore this week to work out. But for $10/ bi-weekly I don’t feel to bad. Oh and that includes unlimited tanning which will be nice in the winter-time 🙂 I’m sure the exercise will be nice too but lets keep it real lol.
The lake has been so nice. To be able to walk 20 yards away and have the beach is amazing. The kids swimming has improved like crazy, and it’s nice to go down there for a few hours and have them play and wear themselves out before bed.
Update on my divorce… Ok feel free to call me shady on this if you want, but just know that deep down I actually struggled over if I should tell E or not. So I got an email from my lawyer about 2, maybe 3 weeks ago saying he set a court date for Sept. Basically hes filing for a desk divorce asking for everything to be granted to me based on the fact that E’s an idiot (not his exact words obviously). Ok but here’s the shady part… bare with me it’s kinda confusing as it always is with E.
Before I moved, E’s last lawyer quit because E’s very difficult to work with. Since then, no one knows if E has hired a new lawyer. Also, E is again currently being held in the psych ward back in Ottawa again (I don’t know why he insists on going to that one). So, my lawyers last known address for E is my parents (which E has never changed from when we used to live there on and off when we’d stay with them on visits from Kenya, either way it’s not his last address and he’s been asked MULTIPLE times by myself and my parents to change it, even worse he’s lied to us and said he has) ANYWAYS…. I saw that my lawyer cc’d E the court order by using my parents address, knowing full well that he wouldn’t receive it. Knowing that if he didn’t get the notice, then he wouldn’t attend court, not that he could anyways because he’s currently admitted. So, I told my mother who asked me what she should do. I told her if anything should come in the mail that wasn’t addressed to her just mark Return To Sender on it, and the lawyer can determine what to do.
You guys I know it’s shady. But I don’t want my parents to get involved in my divorce. I’ve mentioned to E multiple times over the phone that he should get a new lawyer, heck I even suggested that he use mine for convenience sake. But I’m not going to go so far as to blow my chance at getting my divorce 4.5 years after filing because I’m too nice.
I could be a single woman this time next week if the Judge hears it my way and E doesn’t send a lawyer to represent him. Damn, even if he does, the Judge might give me everything I want! But don’t worry, I’m not getting ahead of myself. I’ve learned after 4+ years to always expect the worst in this divorce.
Anyways, it’s good to be back. A lot has happened. I’m just tired, and sore. and look like shit, even more so than normal.
But it’s good to be back.
Eminem/Guess Who’s Back