Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head …
The day started off with a call from the ex …
I think you should take physical custody of David.
David is our severely disabled son in the residential program. We have joint legal custody of both Pearlsky and David, I have physical custody of Pearlsky and she has physical custody of David.
Naturally, I asked why. It seems that she feels they may have to move and she does not want David changing school districts, hence his placement would be jeopardized. And why does she have to move?
We can’t afford to live here.
You both have jobs, how much is left on your mortgage?
We don’t have one.
I stopped that line of inquiry, and merely explained the process. We will both need to fill out full financial disclosure forms, you will show the court that you have a well paying job, your husband has a job, you have (as per the request) no dependents, no mortgage, and no car nor student loans. You will need to tell the court, under oath, why you want to give up physical custody. And, if granted, the judge will order child support based on my income, my having two dependents (Pearlsky is not yet emancipated), my mortgage and household expenses, and more. Tell me if you want to continue with this.
This would be a no win situation for me. If something happens with David’s placement, he would need to live with me, possibly on little or no notice. Pearlsky sees her mother once or twice a month, for maybe twenty minutes, and she lives about three miles away. Moving would make no difference.
I changed the subject. I asked if she got any rejections in the mail from the medical insurance (the insurance is through her) since several items for Pearlsky have been denied and I need the letters to appeal.
Oh, yeah, I got one about a month ago for her Prevacid. I guess I should have told you.
Duh, yeah. And I asked about any others since there have been other rejections.
I have not checked the mail in over a week. I will let you know.
So I told her what else was rejected and asked her to look into it.
I am sitting at lunch with a friend and a text message comes in. Here is the actual “conversation” between me and my sales manager …
Turning off computer soon. Text or call if u need me. (haven’t got phone configured correctly to receive emails.)
Did I know you were doing something today?
I left u a message last night on one of ur #’s. I said if u didn’t call me back, I wud assume u hated me.
I was out the night before, getting culturated with a certain goddess, and never got said message. And with that, my sales manager took the rest of the day off.
My ex calls after lunch.
The insurance company won’t talk to me, Pearlsky’s eighteen. They told me to put Pearlsky on the phone. I explained that was not possible and we got disconnected. I don’t know what to do.
I know what to do. I did it twelve years ago.
Guess what came in the mail when I got home? Yep, Pearlsky’s IEP for me to sign. Too bad I can’t sign it as is … but they should be simple changes … I’ll let you know.
Just endless fun. Hope you get a lot in child support.
Just brutal. Another bunch of things you will, undoubtedly, get through, but it all sucks nonetheless.
Ditto what Claire said. Isn’t there some sort of official government letter or form you could have that you could show all the idiots who want to talk to Pearlsky?
Sounds like a pretty crap week overall.
When you get culturated…what’s the beverage of choice or are we even talking beverages at all?
Ken: To “culturate” … an injection of culture (yes, I made it up, I think). I went to the symphony. And yes, beverages are involved. You see, without that double espresso, it would be a very expensive nap indeed.
When married, my parents gave us an anniversary present of season tickets to the symphony, figuring we would get out at least four times a year! I kept them going after the divorce.
JWG: I faxed the court order showing that my ex and I are her legal guardians. Awaiting a response.
It wouldn’t let my just say one OY.
Oy vey indeed. I’m sorry things are getting more stupid with your ex. I hope the child support payments are huge.
When residents of the facility I was at had to be out for whatever reason they went to a nearby nursing home (thankfully there isn’t a state hospital in my county or they’d have gone there). Administration of David’s present home should be able to tell you all about the procedures in the event of a move. Hopefully it wouldn’t ever come to that.
At least if you have sole custody of both Pearlsky and David you won’t have to overtax your ex by making her check the mail.
You’ve got to be kidding me! How on earth is it even physically and logistically possible to take care of two adult-sized severely disabled children while being single and working full time managing a company?
Perhaps if he were from Krypton I could see it…but otherwise…gonna have to just build a giant batcave under his house and I guess I’m moving in and wearing green underwear and a yellow cape.
Eeeew. I just gave MYSELF the creeps, and that’s ain’t easy.