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yeah, so he picked her up from the bus stop. I got home and texted him to bring her back immediately and he started a control freak thing of "come pick her up at the library, per the Police" (love that capitalization.) uh...you blew your whole police intimidation with the whole "I have her in the car and we're driving to the police station right now" thing which I knew was a lie. and why should I care about the police? it's my day. I'm not the one who picked her up after being expressly told not to. so it went on like that. I kept saying bring her to me right now and he kept saying, I'm at the police station...finally he was all, well, I guess it's time to get the police involved. I said that is fine, have them come with you when you BRING HER BACK TO MY PLACE. frankly I suspect he was scared daniel was going to punch him or something. which would not have happened. and anyway, daniel went out on a call as I walked in.
meanwhile I called the police to ask for advice on what I should do, and the cop told me I should go to the court tomorrow and file a contempt charge on him. so I called work and brittany jumped at the chance to work my hours.
45 minutes after I got home, at 6:15, john rolls up in his gf's car (starling told me the tags are dead on his - details like that remind me that he is a loser on all fronts, not just with me - honestly the only thing he's managed to do consistently over the past few years is coach her soccer team and you should have seen the shitty job he did sunday. put in the brand new girl at goalie - because of course it's more important to let the kids choose their position than to actually put up a good team - I mean, that's fine when they're 5 and 6, but let's get a little competitive at this point, we do keep score after all. 3 goals in the first 15 minutes, the child did not even TRY to stop them. in fact, she was standing so close to the back of the net that if by a miracle she caught the ball, it still would have been a goal. but he left her in for the whole half. we still won, due to our offense working their asses off and a fullback who stood directly in front of the goalie for the rest of the game to provide some defense of the goal.)
rolls up in his gf's car with a police car behind him. starling comes in, no one else comes to the door. he and the cop stood out there and talked for a bit and then left. no one checked to see if I was home, even. I mean, my car was there and maybe someone saw me through a window, but apparently there was nothing to say to me. starling, of course, was upset. she had been given conflicting orders and even though she knows it was my day and my call, her dad was there waiting when she got off the bus and what could she do? she was scared I was going to be mad at her. I reassured her that I understood her position and I was not mad at her, neither of us were mad at her. after she was comforted she seemed to bounce back and she was fine.
so yesterday I went down to the courthouse - man, the whole thing was STRESSING me out and just walking into the courthouse I could feel my blood pressure rise. they sent me upstairs to the pro bono family law room where you can wait for a couple of hours and talk to a lawyer for free and get your forms filled out correctly (I would have done it wrong because I had to be the defendant as I was in the divorce case and not the plaintiff though I was filing this.)
to be continued...
meanwhile I called the police to ask for advice on what I should do, and the cop told me I should go to the court tomorrow and file a contempt charge on him. so I called work and brittany jumped at the chance to work my hours.
45 minutes after I got home, at 6:15, john rolls up in his gf's car (starling told me the tags are dead on his - details like that remind me that he is a loser on all fronts, not just with me - honestly the only thing he's managed to do consistently over the past few years is coach her soccer team and you should have seen the shitty job he did sunday. put in the brand new girl at goalie - because of course it's more important to let the kids choose their position than to actually put up a good team - I mean, that's fine when they're 5 and 6, but let's get a little competitive at this point, we do keep score after all. 3 goals in the first 15 minutes, the child did not even TRY to stop them. in fact, she was standing so close to the back of the net that if by a miracle she caught the ball, it still would have been a goal. but he left her in for the whole half. we still won, due to our offense working their asses off and a fullback who stood directly in front of the goalie for the rest of the game to provide some defense of the goal.)
rolls up in his gf's car with a police car behind him. starling comes in, no one else comes to the door. he and the cop stood out there and talked for a bit and then left. no one checked to see if I was home, even. I mean, my car was there and maybe someone saw me through a window, but apparently there was nothing to say to me. starling, of course, was upset. she had been given conflicting orders and even though she knows it was my day and my call, her dad was there waiting when she got off the bus and what could she do? she was scared I was going to be mad at her. I reassured her that I understood her position and I was not mad at her, neither of us were mad at her. after she was comforted she seemed to bounce back and she was fine.
so yesterday I went down to the courthouse - man, the whole thing was STRESSING me out and just walking into the courthouse I could feel my blood pressure rise. they sent me upstairs to the pro bono family law room where you can wait for a couple of hours and talk to a lawyer for free and get your forms filled out correctly (I would have done it wrong because I had to be the defendant as I was in the divorce case and not the plaintiff though I was filing this.)
to be continued...