The school year hasn’t even begun yet but the teachers are starting to send out emails and reminders about upcoming events. The HS band is going on a trip to Chicago – naturally both skids want to go. Actually, both skids expect to go. There has never been any hint of doubt that they would. *cough*entitled*cough* Being the only financially responsible parent in this three-some, I started scanning the budget for future months looking for places to squeeze in the monthly payments for this trip.

I spent a large chunk of yesterday not eating and stewing over everything that happened the night before. There were moments during the work day where I could hardly choke back the tears and keep working. I Googled “how to know when you’re ready for a divorce”. Ultimately, I don’t think we are there but it is still floating on the periphery.

Another offshoot to the SD car insurance saga…

SD17 had a job. SD17 had a reaction to something in the environment and Dr wouldn’t clear her to go back to that job until they figured out what it was. This was back at the end of the school year. SD17 hasn’t seen an allergist and has been ‘surviving’ by babysitting throughout the summer. Well here we are within spitting distance of the school year starting and SD still hasn’t found a real job. I casually asked her the other day how the hunt was going. Here’s how that went…

Me:        Dad says you might have a lead on a job?

Backstory: SD16 got a car. Within 3 months, BM wrecked her own car and commandeered SD16s car until they could buy a replacement. Said replacement turned out to be a brand spanking new fancy-pants truck with all the bells and whistles. BM gives DH a sob story about how they can’t afford to keep SD16s truck on their auto insurance now because they have a new car payment and proceeds to guilt him into forking over more money to help with SD16s car insurance.