doesn’t really matter where I am…

It doesn’t really matter where I am, or where I go, I am and have been, really, for many years in danger from the ‘now-ex-man-who-went-insane’. In fact, I am not really the only one I guess, his recklessness, and unpredictable rages, have caught others out, who have entered his atmosphere… so, thank you so much for your concern – yes I have been living with this situation for many many years now and have sort-of learnt to deal with it…. certainly it is a lot easier now we are not living with him!!

My darling new love wants us all to live together as soon as possible and that would make us much safer, certainly, as this bully, I know is a worse coward… he only threatens me when he knows no one else is around… except the boys… he doesn’t care that they can hear and see him…. (!). My lovely man has met and seen my ex – in action and has muttered words that I have found incredibly comforting – although they were not very nice words!!! They were certainly ones that I found very nice to hear… (something about if he ever frightens me or the boys… rip his head off and stuff it up his own….) lol

Well the conciliation conference agreement has been discounted now… and I can apply for him to pay my and solicitors costs to attend.. because he stuffed up really badly… It turns out that while he was trying to make me responsible for the $100 grand plus debt he has racked up since he split up with me he somehow conveniently forgot to declare his nearly $200 grand income … so now he is in trouble for ‘withholding assets and income’ information in a property settlement that he asked for…mmmm… if it continues on like this the boys and I will have to hang about in this precarious financial insecurity for another 6 months or more until it goes to trial… sigh..

On the ‘up’ side…. I now seem to have acquired the most romantic man I have ever had… helicopter ride dates.. gourmet lunches..mr fix-it immediately if it doesn’t work..also sends me love poems, love songs, endless compliments, does special ‘boy’ things with the boys, gave me a dozen red long stemmed roses and a lovely card for Valentines Day… awwwwww…. yes, I am very happy and hopeful and even am starting to feel a bit secure… and smiley and giggly… and so enjoy just talking for hours .. not that we have enough time together…

Because… I have work again.. nearly full time although it is bitsy and low paid and I have to travel, it is far better than nothing and keeps me sane and back into work mode… I get lazy if I don’t work… I also need to force my brain to work faster too.. and the work does include two days a week teaching adult literacy/computing classes – so that’s good… It was my first day back teaching today – quite terrifying really but I did enjoy it – although there are no English as a Second Lang. students – yet? – as I do enjoy those…..

Lots of other fun and good stuff happening too, so it is not all bad… in fact… sometimes it is not that bad at all..

Hope my reader/friends here are ‘not too bad’ either too… byee