The school district scheduled a furlough day for us for Friday, November 12. I thought that was a good idea considering that Thursday the 11th was a holiday. When I first heard of this four-day weekend, I thought it would be a good time to do a road trip to Oregon with Marj. But that didn't turn out and I decided to take the four days and go up to see the fam in NorCal. Kyle's birthday was on Sunday the 14th, and Laura informed me that there would be no traveling on a birthday. So I took off the Monday so we wouldn't be driving back home on Kyle's birthday.
The kids picked me up right after school on Wednesday and we headed up I-5. We made decent time and got to Beth's around 10 pm. We had to stop at the grocery store first. Beth had a miserable cold and on the drive up Kyle announced that he thought he was coming down with a cold. I began to wonder whether or not I was going to be able to dodge that particular bullet. Beth had felt so awful that she had gone to bed before we arrived. Mark was in Idaho and Haley was in a little production of Peter Pan for which Beth had helped do the choreography. The performances were that weekend and Beth was mired in driving Haley to and from the final ---- and very long--- rehearsals. We didn't realize it ahead of time, but we weren't going to see much of Beth that weekend. When we were at the house, she was at a rehearsal or performance with Haley, and the times she was at home she was either sleeping or we were away.
On Thursday Laura, Kyle and I took the ferry into San Francisco. It was a stunningly beautiful day. That city is so gorgeous when the sun is out! I was meeting my friend Tim for lunch. I wanted Laura and Tim to meet but didn't want to put Laura and Kyle in an awkward situation where they would sit around at lunch and have to listen to old stories from our high school years. I thought a few minutes together, just casual and unpressured, would be best.
On Friday we had a little luncheon for five of us who went to high school together. We weren't people who hung out together in high school but somehow we assembled for lunch at Marj's house in Novato.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
REALLY??
This is my first day in a long time where I had complete control over what I did. I wasn't visiting anyone, I didn't have any appointments, I didn't have to drive anyone anywhere, and the one party I was to attend was too far away and the weather was supposed to be stormy. I didn't ride my bike because it was so cold and my knees have been a little quirky since my last ride. I don't think I have been as conscientious about warming up and cooling own as I should be, especially considering my age. I know that if I mess up my knees, they'll never be 'right' and I will struggle with exercise for the rest of my life. So today I didn't ride; instead, I did Pilates in the evening. I need to do the Pilates more anyway because it is the only exercise that flattens my stomach and keeps any semblance of a waistline on me. Left only to bike riding, my body starts looking weird, sort of like a barrel with no backside. I sat around in my bathrobe until almost noon. I went outside and cut roses for the kitchen table-----in my bathrobe. There is something so precious about being able to control my time. I wonder if that is something common to people who have to work. This afternoon I tackled the dreaded pile of filing. I cleaned up my filing drawer, rehung the guides and the existing files, and then I was all ready to file the papers that had been stacking up for over six months. There is still more filing to do, but I am feeling victorious. The files should be all put away by Thanksgiving. How exciting!
Yesterday was payday again. My attorney had submitted the necessary paperwork for Bill to be paid his money twice a month instead of on the first of every month. The secretary put a note in my mailbox saying she had my paycheck. When I picked it up, it was small again. I thought, "WHAT???" I looked on the stub. They had taken another payment out for Bill!!! So, whoever got the new order, didn't read the fine print that said the two payments a month should start on December 1. Now I have paid Bill $3750 for the month of November. Will I ever get that extra $1250 back? Not a chance.
I called my attorney and told him what had happened. He told me to call the person in charge of payroll at the district. I called the person, a guy with a really unusual name, Rsk Rsk. I left a message on his phone at 10:00 a.m. He didn't call back. I called again at 2:30, still no answer. I almost feel sorry for him when he finally has to talk to me. I am losing my patience with this whole payroll warrant thing. When Bill's attorney takes my deposition on December 9, I'm going to ask him what the HELL he was trying to do when he went and had the spousal support payments taken out of my payroll. I will also tell him that I will be asking that my attorney's fees for undoing that screw-up be charged to Bill. I am angry. This all was unnecessary.
At this point in time, I have been 'celibate' for six months. All of a sudden, this has become a physiological challenge. I hope it's just a phase I am going through. I don't have a big sex drive. After all, I'm almost sixty. On the other hand, though, I have been continually sexually active for over thirty five years. I had no problem with this predicament until a few days ago. Now I don't know what to do. In time, I am sure, I will get used to this. Right now it's a little tough.
Yesterday was payday again. My attorney had submitted the necessary paperwork for Bill to be paid his money twice a month instead of on the first of every month. The secretary put a note in my mailbox saying she had my paycheck. When I picked it up, it was small again. I thought, "WHAT???" I looked on the stub. They had taken another payment out for Bill!!! So, whoever got the new order, didn't read the fine print that said the two payments a month should start on December 1. Now I have paid Bill $3750 for the month of November. Will I ever get that extra $1250 back? Not a chance.
I called my attorney and told him what had happened. He told me to call the person in charge of payroll at the district. I called the person, a guy with a really unusual name, Rsk Rsk. I left a message on his phone at 10:00 a.m. He didn't call back. I called again at 2:30, still no answer. I almost feel sorry for him when he finally has to talk to me. I am losing my patience with this whole payroll warrant thing. When Bill's attorney takes my deposition on December 9, I'm going to ask him what the HELL he was trying to do when he went and had the spousal support payments taken out of my payroll. I will also tell him that I will be asking that my attorney's fees for undoing that screw-up be charged to Bill. I am angry. This all was unnecessary.
At this point in time, I have been 'celibate' for six months. All of a sudden, this has become a physiological challenge. I hope it's just a phase I am going through. I don't have a big sex drive. After all, I'm almost sixty. On the other hand, though, I have been continually sexually active for over thirty five years. I had no problem with this predicament until a few days ago. Now I don't know what to do. In time, I am sure, I will get used to this. Right now it's a little tough.
Friday, November 5, 2010
November 5, 2010
Yesterday I had Jessica come over to help me get the medical records together for the cancer diagnosis and the three-week stay Bill had in the hospital last year. I had spoken to a supervisor at the insurance company explaining that since the surgery our marriage had deteriorated beyond the point of just divorce but to restraining orders and a lack of cooperation. After the stunt with my paycheck, I am not feeling too inclined to cooperate either. It took us three hours to go through the 1000 pages from Kaiser. We finally copied three pertinent pages and wrote a cover letter stating the purpose of the three pages and summing up the total for reimbursement. It should come to $12,400. It would be very nice to get it. Bill agreed, through attorneys, that he would split whatever we get. As for requisitioning any other medical records, I don't know. That will be more for the attorneys. I don't remember whether or not we had received the records for his triple bypass. I thought we had. That will be an easier one to do. All we need is the proof of a heart attack and the number of days in the hospital broken down by days in ICU and days in a regular room. Then there's the hospital stay he had about six weeks after that. Those could amount to about another $6000. My half of that would pay for the property taxes---and then some.
Today I received an envelope in my mailbox at work. It looked just like the envelope that comes on the 5th and 20th of every month notifying me that my paycheck has been deposited into my bank account. Inside was a check, a check too big to be an extra-duty check and much too small to be my paycheck. It was, however, my paycheck. A paycheck roughly the fifth of my usual paycheck. The attorney's warrant had somehow nullified my direct deposit, the full amount for a month of spousal support had been deducted, and the remainder sent to me. I called my attorney to find out what the progress was with getting it changed so that the money is deducted twice a month. I had signed the form and faxed it back to him over a week ago but it needed to be signed by both Bill and his attorney. By the end of the day my attorney was threatening to go back to court and ask for legal fees if they didn't sign. Maybe by December, I'll be back on my old payment schedule.
Today I received an envelope in my mailbox at work. It looked just like the envelope that comes on the 5th and 20th of every month notifying me that my paycheck has been deposited into my bank account. Inside was a check, a check too big to be an extra-duty check and much too small to be my paycheck. It was, however, my paycheck. A paycheck roughly the fifth of my usual paycheck. The attorney's warrant had somehow nullified my direct deposit, the full amount for a month of spousal support had been deducted, and the remainder sent to me. I called my attorney to find out what the progress was with getting it changed so that the money is deducted twice a month. I had signed the form and faxed it back to him over a week ago but it needed to be signed by both Bill and his attorney. By the end of the day my attorney was threatening to go back to court and ask for legal fees if they didn't sign. Maybe by December, I'll be back on my old payment schedule.
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