Diggin’ in deep…

I have so much of this written down, journalled and yet, I am having such a hard time getting to it. The thought of going through all those journals, or even pulling up on the computer the parts of the story I’ve already written, has been so difficult.

To go over it, import it, type it, edit it…I have to relive it. It’s an incredible repulsion.

I’m hopeful though, that I can push through it, and maybe it will finally relieve me of the burden…wishing I had left earlier, wishing I had intervened more when my children were involved…

So, if the story seems to take a bit to get posted, don’t give up on me! I really want to do this…need to. And I really want to know what you think…even if you think it’s boring! You’ve got to tell me!

Right now…

I’m thinking I need to tell you where thing are right now, in all of this mess.

Ol’ Skippy hasn’t made his support payments since July ‘07. Since my budget is based on that income, it’s been unbelievably difficult.

This is the short of it:

In July I ran out of money. I had been covering the expenses for the girls since we separated. Doctors, dentists, eyes, school fees, school supplies, winter coats, shoes…everything. It has buried me, and Skippy has contributed squat! It’s now been three years.

Obviously, at some point you’re going to go under, and that’s what I did in July. I had been paying the mortgage on the house on my own for 18 months. On January 29, 2007, we finally got to permanent orders and the divorce was final! BUT, we still had the house. We refinanced to cover the cost of finishing the 2400 sq. ft. addition and legal fees (not our attorney’s), so now I am “sharing” the mortgage payment with Skippy, but it’s so much higher with the refi, I’m paying about the same amount as I was in the first place.

By July, I had nothing left. I let Skippy know that I had no more money and that if he couldn’t cover mortgage, we needed to let it go into foreclosure. Well, he didn’t like that! He decided he was going to take out a loan, “on my behalf” and continue paying it. I told him that I was not agreeable to that, if I don’t have the money for one loan, I certainly don’t for another!

So, he quit making his support payments, regardless of the impact on the children.

The house sold on October 15th, 2007, but he has still not made his payments to me. It’s been 8 months – 5 months since we’ve had a mortgage!

My attorney filed contempt charges against him. He can’t just decide to stop paying when it’s been court ordered. He has to file contempt charges against me and show cause. But then Skippy is above the law, and does whatever he wants.

We went to an advisement hearing in January on the contempt charges and Skippy cried “poor mouth”, saying he has only made $23,000.00 this year, so they gave him a public defender.

Now, let me go back a bit. This past July, Skippy said he couldn’t make the mortgage payment, but decided to get an unsecured loan to pay a secured loan (the mortgage). The next month (August), he had his wedding and went on a two week honeymoon in the Caribbean – because he’s broke. Then they moved into a 3-bedroom apartment, in a gated community, incurring a 60% increase in rent, it’s now $1600/month – because he’s broke. His new wife quits her job…she’s going to be a “stay at home mom”(?) – because he’s broke. In January, they file for food stamps and medicaid…because you know…he’s broke. In February, they go on a Jamaican Cruise for 7 days. On March 7, it’s Skippy’s birthday. The girls go to his house for his birthday dinner. They have steak and crab. In fact, they have crab for 5 people and enough left over for the next nights dinner.
And having leftover’s is just fine…because…yea, you got it… he’s broke.

So, you tell me…