I'm SO glad that I worked today. It made the nonsense disappear. At least for a little while. I like to watch people. I always wonder about what everyone else's life is like. Are they happy? Most of the time, I am. What do they like to eat for dinner. For me,anything except liver and calamari. Can they cook? I'm a bad ass in the kitchen! Do they have a favorite scent? Christmas. Christmas and my grandparents home in Puerto Rico. I used to love to smell my grandparents' clothing and luggage whenever they would visit. I miss them and think of them every day.
I was distracted at work and happy to be. Walking to and from work listening to Kelly Clarkson's latest album. She's SOOOOO good! I should be listening to Brandi Carlisle, though. My daughter got concert tickets to see Brandi for her birthday and wants me to be her date. Brandi is another amazing voice. I'll start listening to all her stuff tomorrow.
The more I post, the more you'll read about my obsession with a few guys. My main one is and will ALWAYS be my Bradley. He's beautiful. *sigh* Bradley Cooper. I've seen every moviee he's ever made. Several times apiece. I swoon, yes, I said swoon. I think Ryan Paevey from General Hospital is yummy. He's on my cell phone screen saver. Tyler Hoechlin is scrumptious. Chris Pine, Tom Hardy, Henry Cavill. Pierce Brosnan! How could I forget about Pierce??? My first love. I still watch reruns of 'Remington Steele'. Admittedly, I'm not as obsessed over Bradley as I was with Pierce. I had posters of him all over my bedroom. I'm a little past that stage with Bradley. That doesn't mean there aren't loads of pics of him on my cell. I even have my wedding gown all picked out! Ok, that sounded creepy. Who am I kidding? I don't care!
I should be asleep. This is why I don't like closing. My sleep schedule gets all wonky. I'll be up until 3 AM watching old episode of 'Frasier'. Ooh... Fraser fir. Another one of my very favorite scents!
Nah' nite!
This #SingleMom hates #BeingBrokeOnTheUpperEastSide
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
The phone calls..
Today, today, today. Today I made some very important phone calls. Important information to obtain, 'stop giving me the run-around' and 'catch up' type of phone calls. I reconnected with someone who worked my case about 10 years ago. She was a wealth of info and is looking into done things for me. Keep your fingers crossed.
This young woman, Teddy, she tells me that things are on hold because my ex husband is taking me back to court. Yup, you read that correctly. HE'S TAKING ME BACK TO COURT. I've yet to be served papers but this is how it will work out... His scumbag of an attorney will serve me the day before. He'll leave papers taped to my door, as usual. That's allowed in New York state, believe it or not. The thing is, he'll tape it to my door the night before I'm supposed to appear. Then, the asshole will say that I'm not in compliance when I can't take the day of on such short notice.
It's funny, in a sad way, that the court will allow this. My ex usually files petitions against me and will either not show up, tending to his sick mother who actually passed away over a decade ago. OR, his attorney will show up hours late. Sometimes, he shows up so late that my case has already been called and I'm walking out of the building. Then I'll have to come back several times because if an adjournment.
Sadly, I'm not the only mother in this position. Some kids never see the money that is due to them. I don't understand how this system works. My heart breaks for my children. For every child out there that has faced nights without food, no clothing, eviction. I want the world to open their eyes, for gosh sake!
This man will claim he's broke or unemployed. No balls. Coward. Selfish pig. My kids, yes, MY kids deserved a better person than he is. So, back to court I go. My home away from home. This #SingleMom will do what she has to for her kids. I'm coming for you.
#BeingBrokeOnTheUpperEastSide
This young woman, Teddy, she tells me that things are on hold because my ex husband is taking me back to court. Yup, you read that correctly. HE'S TAKING ME BACK TO COURT. I've yet to be served papers but this is how it will work out... His scumbag of an attorney will serve me the day before. He'll leave papers taped to my door, as usual. That's allowed in New York state, believe it or not. The thing is, he'll tape it to my door the night before I'm supposed to appear. Then, the asshole will say that I'm not in compliance when I can't take the day of on such short notice.
It's funny, in a sad way, that the court will allow this. My ex usually files petitions against me and will either not show up, tending to his sick mother who actually passed away over a decade ago. OR, his attorney will show up hours late. Sometimes, he shows up so late that my case has already been called and I'm walking out of the building. Then I'll have to come back several times because if an adjournment.
Sadly, I'm not the only mother in this position. Some kids never see the money that is due to them. I don't understand how this system works. My heart breaks for my children. For every child out there that has faced nights without food, no clothing, eviction. I want the world to open their eyes, for gosh sake!
This man will claim he's broke or unemployed. No balls. Coward. Selfish pig. My kids, yes, MY kids deserved a better person than he is. So, back to court I go. My home away from home. This #SingleMom will do what she has to for her kids. I'm coming for you.
#BeingBrokeOnTheUpperEastSide
Thursday, September 10, 2015
This #SingleMom...
Such a long week. The sadness of knowing that I can do my best and still get nowhere just frustrates me. A beautiful opportunity lands at your feet and you can't take advantage of it because there is just no money. I sat on my sofa and cried like I hadn't in years. "Don't worry, Mom", "It's okay, Mom, I don't have to go"... It slowly kills me. You can rob Peter to pay Paul but it just gets you deeper, right? I fight to keep our heads above water. My heart is always, ALWAYS in my chest. Is today the day?
I often wonder about what my legacy will be to my children. I fear that I've projected my anxiety onto them. I pray that I have loved them so much, that it will outweigh the fact that I can't give them what I want, Or what they need. My friend Jon told me that what my little family is going through will build character. I get that, but does it have to cost them so much?
I watch my son. I know it hurts him. I know he wants to be in college so very badly. His friends are all going back, he stays. I kick myself for trusting an a poor excuse of a person. "I'll always take care of my kids", my ass. New York state has such crummy laws. This nonsense has gone on for so long. Reds flags should have gone up years ago.
I'm learning valuable lessons this week. Dignity and self-respect, I'm trying like hell to hold onto to them both. Sure, I live on the Upper East Side in good old NYC. Folks are impressed by that. Status. Wealth. I can't pay my rent. #BeingBrokeOnTheUpperEastSide
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I often wonder about what my legacy will be to my children. I fear that I've projected my anxiety onto them. I pray that I have loved them so much, that it will outweigh the fact that I can't give them what I want, Or what they need. My friend Jon told me that what my little family is going through will build character. I get that, but does it have to cost them so much?
I watch my son. I know it hurts him. I know he wants to be in college so very badly. His friends are all going back, he stays. I kick myself for trusting an a poor excuse of a person. "I'll always take care of my kids", my ass. New York state has such crummy laws. This nonsense has gone on for so long. Reds flags should have gone up years ago.
I'm learning valuable lessons this week. Dignity and self-respect, I'm trying like hell to hold onto to them both. Sure, I live on the Upper East Side in good old NYC. Folks are impressed by that. Status. Wealth. I can't pay my rent. #BeingBrokeOnTheUpperEastSide
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Monday, September 7, 2015
What the...?
Ok. I woke up, running on fumes and wanting to continue setting up my new blog. YIPPEEEE! This is so exciting. I'm SO excited! Click here. Click there. Um. Click here. Click that. Hmm.. Click. Click. Click. Hmph.
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Ok. Let's try this again. And again. Turns out, I don't know how the heck to design this page. Heck, I dunnevenkno if anyone out there can see it. Read it. Like it. Hate it. Comment on it. So, I'm going back to the drawing board. See ya in a bit!
......
Ok. Let's try this again. And again. Turns out, I don't know how the heck to design this page. Heck, I dunnevenkno if anyone out there can see it. Read it. Like it. Hate it. Comment on it. So, I'm going back to the drawing board. See ya in a bit!
Sunday, September 6, 2015
Fed Up!
So DONE with all the crap. I don't understand why the deadbeats of the world think it's okay to disregard their responsibilities. Swinging back and forth. I'll "I'll send money to my kids this week", "I won't send a dime for 8 months." What do they need food for? I mean, didn't they just eat last week? And clothes??? Tell your mom (that's me) to stop buying all her expensive shoes and boots with the money I send.
Truth is, I've been going through the New York state court systems since 2001. Yep, that's that's riiiight. 2001. Sadly, this dude knows how to bamboozle the system. He'd serve me with papers, claiming I was an unfit parent, he wanted full custody, downward modification, more time with them, accused me of interfering during his visits... The same cliched tactics most of you have gone though. This person has relocated to Florida and is the VP of his company.
Except, somewhere, during all the court appearances I dragged myself and my parents to, whilst he had an attorney appearing with or on behalf of him (sick parent, dying parent, working - even though he claimed he wasn't!!!)... Somewhere, somehow, my kids lost child support. The person would say he was unemployed and support magistrate would believe it! Without any proof. He was given work logs to be filled out every time he claimed he went on a job interview and signed by said interviewers. Those logs NEVER made an appearance.
He is currently $35,000 in arrears. Wish is why I had to set up a 'Go Fund Me' account. My son had to drop out of college to pitch in. The heartbreak in his eyes, his voice when he tried to cheer me up. I've let him down and there are days when I can't look either one of my kids in the eyes. My daughter, we hope and pray, will get a scholarship. Every day, I die a little. It's the only way I can think of to get by.
For years, money has been tight. My parents always bring us groceries and send a check, God bless them. My parents are retired and don't need to support their 46-treat old daughter and teenage grandkids. My favorite was when I had to apply for emergency state assistance to avoid being evicted. Just imagine. Never mind, don't. It's the worst, most sickening feeling in the world. I can't afford the rent. My kids have had to make sacrifices. All their friends had the best of everything. The newest, latest, brightest. We made due. They waited a while for some things, if they got something at all. There were knock-offs, somewhere in there.
Now, my son has a part time job instead of working on his degree. I can't move us to a cheaper apartment because my credit was shot to hell. The best part of this misery... My kids. They're amazing, you know? Parents love their children. As do I. But, I like my kids. They're really nice people. I'm so lucky. Lucky.
It's late and my sleep aid is finally kicking in. I'll tell you all about it next time. Please take time to click onto the link below. My family and I can use your help. Thank you...
Be kind to one another,
Karin
gofundme.com/x82r2re4
Truth is, I've been going through the New York state court systems since 2001. Yep, that's that's riiiight. 2001. Sadly, this dude knows how to bamboozle the system. He'd serve me with papers, claiming I was an unfit parent, he wanted full custody, downward modification, more time with them, accused me of interfering during his visits... The same cliched tactics most of you have gone though. This person has relocated to Florida and is the VP of his company.
Except, somewhere, during all the court appearances I dragged myself and my parents to, whilst he had an attorney appearing with or on behalf of him (sick parent, dying parent, working - even though he claimed he wasn't!!!)... Somewhere, somehow, my kids lost child support. The person would say he was unemployed and support magistrate would believe it! Without any proof. He was given work logs to be filled out every time he claimed he went on a job interview and signed by said interviewers. Those logs NEVER made an appearance.
He is currently $35,000 in arrears. Wish is why I had to set up a 'Go Fund Me' account. My son had to drop out of college to pitch in. The heartbreak in his eyes, his voice when he tried to cheer me up. I've let him down and there are days when I can't look either one of my kids in the eyes. My daughter, we hope and pray, will get a scholarship. Every day, I die a little. It's the only way I can think of to get by.
For years, money has been tight. My parents always bring us groceries and send a check, God bless them. My parents are retired and don't need to support their 46-treat old daughter and teenage grandkids. My favorite was when I had to apply for emergency state assistance to avoid being evicted. Just imagine. Never mind, don't. It's the worst, most sickening feeling in the world. I can't afford the rent. My kids have had to make sacrifices. All their friends had the best of everything. The newest, latest, brightest. We made due. They waited a while for some things, if they got something at all. There were knock-offs, somewhere in there.
Now, my son has a part time job instead of working on his degree. I can't move us to a cheaper apartment because my credit was shot to hell. The best part of this misery... My kids. They're amazing, you know? Parents love their children. As do I. But, I like my kids. They're really nice people. I'm so lucky. Lucky.
It's late and my sleep aid is finally kicking in. I'll tell you all about it next time. Please take time to click onto the link below. My family and I can use your help. Thank you...
Be kind to one another,
Karin
gofundme.com/x82r2re4
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