I spent all morning going between the police station, doctors, and then the house in Manhattan, oh and then the pharmacists. I am slowly tying up all the lose ends that were left when my dad disappeared, he left a huge mess that I wasn't even aware of and so now I have to sit down with the lawyers and some how figure it out. I think I'll ask them when he can be declared legally dead. Not that I want him to be dead, but how long am I suppose to wait to see if he ever comes back? Plus there are a lot of things I can't do with him still alive.
Gosh that sounds really horrible. Fuck it, I am tired. Whoops, my language. Arg.
I'm selling the house, I am selling everything, it's all gone. The only thing that might not go is the house down in Nassau, everything else is gone, burn it all down for all I care. The money will go for my college fund and Jonba's, not to mention any other children I might have in the future. I was also thinking of putting money into a special fund.( locked )
School has proposed a new routine, and with me in school, Grandma has started to take Jonba to this little daycare in town. He's playing with kids his age and a little older, so he can get use to social interaction with other kids. Preschool is just next fall, and then, kindergarten. So Jonba comes home with a whole bunch of new words and sometimes unsavory behavior, he's still a good kid, just with more germs. He's got a bit of a cold.
Life is insane. I want Oreos. Awhhh the little sun has a watermelon!