The Pootie Wonder Child has changed her mind.
She doesn't want to move up to MD now.
Needless to say, I'm pretty f-ing devastaed. Nick's not much better.
Part of me wishes I'd never made that promise to all of us that she'd finish the school year wherever she starts it. If I hadn't she'd be here now. If I weren't so freaking hung up on keeping my word, she'd be here right now.
Instead her brain and soul are going to rot away into hickdom in Jacksonville. She's in a crap school, and no adult is paying nearly enough attention to what she's doing for this to go even remotely well.
And I don't know what to do. In the eyes of the law, he's not unfit, and I am. At least in the eyes of FL family law. I can't fight this on the legal front, and I won't fight it on the emotional one.
Anyone care to share this upriver ride with me? Senic route included in the oh so reasonable price. Only downside is there's no paddles, and the river smells suspiciously like a sewer.
Monday, March 10, 2008
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