Dreams, Glitter and Tears

I had nightmares last night about a private entry- a secondary journal that I'm keeping for the sake of tracking certain activities. I kept james up all night and eventually slept on the couch because i was crying and didnt want to wake him. Ugh.

Laura and I went to do our Steve and Barbara thing, it went well but I'm getting frustrated with Steves passive nature, he never really tries to draw anything from me, he just listens to daily life stuff but that is not really my root issue, which is what I want to tackle. His answers are frustrating sometimes because I already *know* what he is telling me about "there is now law that says you have to be ___" etc, but I need a way to cognitively program that into my brain, not hear it with my ears.

After the appointment, Laura and I ran some errands. We paid for her glasses, which were $60 because they were poly instead of plastic. yeesh. Then we ran to the pet store and looked at all the cute critters, got litter and treats for my ratties. While we were right by the office, we stopped by dentists' and secured my appt for the 25th at 8:30. We also picked up some groceries.

Tonight, I wrote Jamie a letter explaining I wanted some medical history and to be civil. That I would be willing to share some info about Kay and London if he was interested. I'm sure he will be but I'm not sure to what extent.

The kids are home from school for holiday today, so things are hectic. They gave me some time in the morning to chat with the chatzy girls for a bit, which was great!!! I really enjoy talking to them, and even though I don't get all of the inside jokes or have the bond that they do, I think they tolderate me pretty well. Unfortunately I had a bunch to do though so when the internet died, I got to business.

I called the dental clinic about my line position. I've been in line for about 2 months now and this cavity doesnt seem to be getting worse but I still have pain on a semi-regular basis. They told me that since I was in pain, they'd be able to work me in on the 25th. Finally. Now to just get the kids in for their appointments.

I talked to Jim, my ex father in law. He is doing better by the day but is still rather weak and frail. I asked him for medical history since all of this doctor/dentist stuff has me filling out paperwork and I need to know what members of the paternal family for Kay and London have what ailments. He gave me his info and what he knew of Jamie (my ex). He also gave me Jennifers number so I could get her info and the address for Jamie. Jennifer is Jamies sister. She doesn't want to give up Jamies contact info, she's acting all protective like I have some malicious plot to harass Jamie or something. She even got a little pissy about it, which annoyed the shit out of me. I'm the mother of his children for Christs sake, I need to be in contact with him about certain things regarding our kids. She has no right to stick her nose in the middle of it but that's her perogative. So fine, don't give me the info. Fucking drama.
I looked up Jamies contact info by phone/internet. Public records and correctional databases are wonderful things. I got his release date: 5-23-23. I also got on a calling list to notify us of any court dates or status changes for him. Now if I can only find the public records of the court proceedings online, I'll be set.
While I was looking for Jamie related stuff, I looked up child support statutes re: children of inmates and other assistance. I didn't really find much other than a few programs that are intended to help families bond again after incarceration. Well intended programs, I'm sure but not what I am looking for. London and Kay will be 24 and 26 when he gets out of prison. Thank God.

In other news, Em got in trouble for not being where she told us she'd be in addition to taking other liberties via bad memory. I'm certain a short grounding will remind her of our expectations and it won't happen again, at least for a while. The rest of the family is doing well and are all in good health at the same time for once. I think I will try to go figure out how to start a letter to my ex, whom I've not heard from in 7 years. This should prove interesting.