Back in the early 90’s Dr. Clara Harris was my beautiful, Colombian accented, dentist. I always needed an extra drool cup when I visited her. The Andrea Yates family lived just up the road from me for a time too. Clara ran over her husband, a bunch of times, in the parking lot of the Clear Lake City Hilton. He was having an affair with a woman who had also been featured on the Jerry Springer Show (another tale completely). Andrea Yates drowned her five children in a bathtub.
Think of the most sinister, conniving, evil, lying, contemptible, heartless, crazy, self centered, calculating, self serving, despicable, scheming, malevolent, heinous female (one or two right here in Nebraska!) you’ve ever met. Put them all in a bowl and I have them for breakfast.
As a warm up. For this afternoon’s battle royale. Again.
Nearly five years after I filed and over two years since granted, I’m still not done. She, committed to her vow that the attorneys would get every penny before I got a dime. Me, only moderatley fazed, inured by 20+ years of abuse, neglect, and disharmony.
Because I’m Happy. “Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth. Clap along if you know what happiness is to you.”
This “test case” of mine matters for stay at home dads everywhere. I blazed that trail and now must continue to dig (deep) to maintain it. Can a former international business executive snub their nose at a judge? I did mention contemptible didn’t I? Would I even have this scheduled this afternoon if the gender roles had been traditional?
“Here come bad news talking this and that, yeah,
Well, give me all you got, and don’t hold it back, yeah,
Well, I should probably warn you I’ll be just fine, yeah,
No offense to you, don’t waste your time”
Documents gathered, resolve steeled. I’ll make the appointed round.
“Bring me down
Can’t nothing
Bring me down
My level’s too high
Bring me down
Can’t nothing
Bring me down
I said (let me tell you now)
Bring me down
Can’t nothing
Bring me down
My level’s too high
Bring me down
Can’t nothing
Bring me down”
Tomorrow: Back to running.
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