A few years ago, my son had an accident - in my car. I was asleep at the time. I always kept the keys in the bookcase. He took out a guardrail and totaled my car. The insurance wouldn't pay for it, and he received a bill for $2, 500 and something. I didn't think much of it until last fall when he and I received a law suit for nearly $30, 000 - 10 times the original amount!!!!! I don't know how this happened. I wrote a response and filed it with the court.
Two months later, we received a judgment - we never even heard anything about a hearing!
I contacted the department of transportation, and all they will say is that the accident took place. I know that, but a guardrail does not cost $30,000 to repair according to my research.
Does anybody know anything about this problem? Can anybody help? I'm disabled with a very limited monthly stipend, and my son will probably be disabled soon, too.
Any ideas?
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Friday, February 17, 2012
Waiting to hear
I went last week for my disability exam. Was hoping to hear from them this week that I got it. Got a letter today, and I need to call them within the next 10 days, or I'll loose. I'm wondering how much I'll get - if I get it. The county only offered $850, but my SS report from years ago said over $2,000. Surely, teaching for 20 years and working since I was 13 should bring in a little more than the people I worked with at the homeless shelter who hadn't worked! We'll see.
I haven't really felt like doing too much. I'd like to tutor, write, counsel, and do my crafts. So far, I've been too tired to do anything. I went to the grocery store yesterday afternoon, and today, I am so tired that I fell asleep this afternoon watching television! I really hate that as I am used to working, and I can't understand why I can't get enough energy to do something!
I haven't really felt like doing too much. I'd like to tutor, write, counsel, and do my crafts. So far, I've been too tired to do anything. I went to the grocery store yesterday afternoon, and today, I am so tired that I fell asleep this afternoon watching television! I really hate that as I am used to working, and I can't understand why I can't get enough energy to do something!
Sunday, December 18, 2011
The Old Year Passes
Here it is - only a week until Christmas and in 2, it will be the New Year! It's just amazing to me how quickly the years fly by! I didn't think too much about the quickness until the kids started noticing it, too. When teenagers notice how fast time is going, it must be moving, indeed.
I got the presents wrapped and sent to the family away - well, for Ella and baby Aubrey who will make her appearance in early February. I made the neatest thing for Ella, a Ruprecht branch! Instead of a stocking, she has birch branches with her treats glued to them. It was a tradition in Germany when I lived there. The branches were delivered on Dec. 6th - Nicholaustag. Good little children got branches with candies and gifts and bad ones got coal and cotton on their branches. Of course, we know that all little children are good, right? So, Ella got toys and candies on her branches.
I made her the cutest little purple monkey for her Christmas. It's so cute. I hope she likes it. Aubrey's sweater is a little big for a newborn, but they grow so fast, and in Colorado, you often need a sweater at any time.
I have my ticket for baby time! I'll be out there for the baby coming. Ben will be here, and the girls will drop in while I'm gone.
I got the presents wrapped and sent to the family away - well, for Ella and baby Aubrey who will make her appearance in early February. I made the neatest thing for Ella, a Ruprecht branch! Instead of a stocking, she has birch branches with her treats glued to them. It was a tradition in Germany when I lived there. The branches were delivered on Dec. 6th - Nicholaustag. Good little children got branches with candies and gifts and bad ones got coal and cotton on their branches. Of course, we know that all little children are good, right? So, Ella got toys and candies on her branches.
I made her the cutest little purple monkey for her Christmas. It's so cute. I hope she likes it. Aubrey's sweater is a little big for a newborn, but they grow so fast, and in Colorado, you often need a sweater at any time.
I have my ticket for baby time! I'll be out there for the baby coming. Ben will be here, and the girls will drop in while I'm gone.
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Christmas Is A Coming
I can't believe it's been such a long time since I last posted! Things have been rather crazy. My friends say that our life experiences make us stronger, but I think my strength is ready to crack!
My son was arrested in October - his birthday weekend, and may go to prison. Then, I ran out of money - just when he needed an attorney, not to mention that we needed living expenses! I applied for some money from my retirement fund - hardship.
Today, I found out that we had been sued, had a court hearing, and lost - all without being told a court date. Wonderful. And now, I owe the state for a car accident that I didn't know had happened!!!! I just love living here. It amazes me how many things can happen that involve you that the major players don't think you need to know. That way they can collect so many illegal funds! Or so many funds illegally!
Anyway, last month, I had no money, so I tried to get my retirement fund. What a wonderful experience. I even had to have my ex-employer's signature to get the money, so I sent them the papers, and they sat on them for a week.
This wouldn't have been so bad, but I wasn't getting my child support either. I had "cancelled" the card and was supposed to get a new one. After waiting the advised week, I called - and called. The recorded message said that my new card was being processed. I finally got tired of calling and getting canned messages and called another number - where I was told to hang up and dial the first number. I screamed, and they transferred me to the correct number. There I discovered that contrary to the message, my card was NOT being processed, and I would have to pay a $15 fee to have it delivered by UPS in 2 days! I'm so sick of the people who think up these things, calling numbers where no people answer, and sick of US who allow this disrespect to continue. Everyone is so busy trying to make a dollar - from us!
Then, this week, I found an email (finally had the money to get Internet again) from my exhusband. He wants me to call and talk about our son. The son called him 6 WEEKS AGO when this happened, and he (the father) wouldn't talk to him (the son). I guess maybe he's heard from God again? Did I tell you that he (the father) hears voices, and he feels these voices are the voice of God. God saved him from cancer, and now they are best buddies, and he (the father, not God) can do anything he wants because God is on his side. I believe that God does heal, but I don't believe that I can do anything I want because I believe in God.
At any rate, I am really tired of living in this state - I know that no place is perfect, but after 20 years of never catching a break here and being a pretty nice person despite this, I'm just sick of staying here, so....
And Christmas is coming, and it doesn't feel at all like Christmas because it's become such a miserable time.
My son was arrested in October - his birthday weekend, and may go to prison. Then, I ran out of money - just when he needed an attorney, not to mention that we needed living expenses! I applied for some money from my retirement fund - hardship.
Today, I found out that we had been sued, had a court hearing, and lost - all without being told a court date. Wonderful. And now, I owe the state for a car accident that I didn't know had happened!!!! I just love living here. It amazes me how many things can happen that involve you that the major players don't think you need to know. That way they can collect so many illegal funds! Or so many funds illegally!
Anyway, last month, I had no money, so I tried to get my retirement fund. What a wonderful experience. I even had to have my ex-employer's signature to get the money, so I sent them the papers, and they sat on them for a week.
This wouldn't have been so bad, but I wasn't getting my child support either. I had "cancelled" the card and was supposed to get a new one. After waiting the advised week, I called - and called. The recorded message said that my new card was being processed. I finally got tired of calling and getting canned messages and called another number - where I was told to hang up and dial the first number. I screamed, and they transferred me to the correct number. There I discovered that contrary to the message, my card was NOT being processed, and I would have to pay a $15 fee to have it delivered by UPS in 2 days! I'm so sick of the people who think up these things, calling numbers where no people answer, and sick of US who allow this disrespect to continue. Everyone is so busy trying to make a dollar - from us!
Then, this week, I found an email (finally had the money to get Internet again) from my exhusband. He wants me to call and talk about our son. The son called him 6 WEEKS AGO when this happened, and he (the father) wouldn't talk to him (the son). I guess maybe he's heard from God again? Did I tell you that he (the father) hears voices, and he feels these voices are the voice of God. God saved him from cancer, and now they are best buddies, and he (the father, not God) can do anything he wants because God is on his side. I believe that God does heal, but I don't believe that I can do anything I want because I believe in God.
At any rate, I am really tired of living in this state - I know that no place is perfect, but after 20 years of never catching a break here and being a pretty nice person despite this, I'm just sick of staying here, so....
And Christmas is coming, and it doesn't feel at all like Christmas because it's become such a miserable time.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Halloween 2011
My little granddaughter came down to show us her costume (and get her candy!). She was very proud of her school (a 4 star), and her mother hopes that she can still attend it although they have moved to another county.
I need to move to another area of the country. This state is literally killing me. The stress from all the things they did to my kids and me during my divorce and child custody years. Can you believe it took me 8 years to get custody of my children - and I scored the highest on the parenting test of anyone in this area. Why does the court order tests and other things, and when the outcome differs from what they expect, they just ignore it? How children suffer from this attitude!
And the time it takes for judges to make decisions! They either don't realize - more likely don't care - that the child's soul will shrivel and fade away. What is a person without a soul? My son is a prime example of how the courts and their minions literally ruin children's lives. We believe adulthood begins at 18, a fraction of the rest of life, but the most formative years. These are the years when a child's morals and values are formed. By the time, we finally got judge #3 to listen to us, my son was nearly destroyed.
I need to move to another area of the country. This state is literally killing me. The stress from all the things they did to my kids and me during my divorce and child custody years. Can you believe it took me 8 years to get custody of my children - and I scored the highest on the parenting test of anyone in this area. Why does the court order tests and other things, and when the outcome differs from what they expect, they just ignore it? How children suffer from this attitude!
And the time it takes for judges to make decisions! They either don't realize - more likely don't care - that the child's soul will shrivel and fade away. What is a person without a soul? My son is a prime example of how the courts and their minions literally ruin children's lives. We believe adulthood begins at 18, a fraction of the rest of life, but the most formative years. These are the years when a child's morals and values are formed. By the time, we finally got judge #3 to listen to us, my son was nearly destroyed.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
So much to do~
I still don't have my presentations finished. My printer doesn't work, and I need to make copies of things in order to finish them.. I'm getting a LOT stressed. I WILL get them finished: it's just that I wanted them finished earlier. Unfortunately, I have felt miserable during the last few months and didn't get them finished like I had planned. Nothing goes as planned, though, as you just have to "roll with the punches!"
Well, I must get back to work. Just a couple of weeks until the presentations are due!
Well, I must get back to work. Just a couple of weeks until the presentations are due!
Monday, October 24, 2011
Another Beautiful Day
The titile says it all: today was a beautiful day. It started off slowly, but by noon, the weather was sunny and beautiful. As the days draw closer to winter, these bright sunny days are greatly appreciated.
I've been thinking a lot about dissociation lately. It seems to be a one of those double standard topics. I can dissociate while sitting in a boring lecture or driving down familiar stretches of road, but when it comes to dissociative identity, it can't be done. Why not? Why can't a personality shatter and break into tiny little fragments. After all, the human soul is more fragile than the finest crystal. Thoughtless words break the spirit everyday. Abuse shatters the psyche: it actually is murder. The body continues to live, but the soul is changed forever.
I've been thinking a lot about dissociation lately. It seems to be a one of those double standard topics. I can dissociate while sitting in a boring lecture or driving down familiar stretches of road, but when it comes to dissociative identity, it can't be done. Why not? Why can't a personality shatter and break into tiny little fragments. After all, the human soul is more fragile than the finest crystal. Thoughtless words break the spirit everyday. Abuse shatters the psyche: it actually is murder. The body continues to live, but the soul is changed forever.
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