Monday, November 3
Horribly unpleasant day today (bad language in use as well...)
The_Rose and I kicked Sparx out of the house today.
The reasons? No interaction with the rest of the family unless he needed it. No job, nor any signs of doing anything towards getting a job, which The_Rose and I had been pushing for about 6 months now at this point. Not doing any kind of assigned chores, or doing them so badly that he could hope that we wouldn't ask him to do it again. And the final straw, getting kicked out / withdrawing / dropping out of his senior year of High School. Whatever you want to call it. A 0 in English. A 5 in Phys. Ed. An 8 in his beloved Welding!!! He did manage a 93 in Auto Tech. These were 9 week scores. Getting 100's for the rest of the year, he still wouldn't be able to graduate. And then, fighting with The_Rose and me when he knew that we could lower the boom at any time. He's 18. We do not have to provide him with anything. He did not get it. He still does not get it.
After talking to me, Deb, The_Rose, and his brother, telling him that he needs a permanent change, he needs to get away from that cunt he calls a girlfriend...
We gave him two options. Leave the house, for good. Or, he could go check himself into an in-patient institution and get his shit together.
I thought he was going to check himself in. He decided that he wasn't.
The previous night, he had decided to check himself in, but he wanted some time. Two days. He got till noon today. He wasn't happy about it, but that's tough. He wanted to listen to some music hang out with his twin, and the younger set of twins. He wanted to write, and to do some reading. So, at 9:15PM when we have everything arranged it seems, he gets on the phone and talks to the cunt that is his girlfriend for an hour. The younger twins are now in bed. OK, they don't leave for school until almost 9:00AM, so maybe he'll get up in the morning and talk with them. The_Rose and I get up, and he doesn't get out of his room until after they've left for school.
This morning shortly after he does get up, he walks out of the house, telling me on his way out (before the door got slammed shut) that he was going out. No expectation of where he was going, what he was going out for, nothing. But the cunt was there to pick him up. He comes home to find his bag packed and in the yard. He gets all pissed off and leaves again. Then he comes back around noon, throwing paper at me, telling me that what The_Rose and I are doing is bullshit. Everybody he's told his story to tells him that it's bullshit. I tell him that they may think it's bullshit, but they obviously told him that it wasn't illegal. He tried to start arguing that with me, and then stopped. Deb stops by to pick up Garfield to run around and pay some bills. She is totally amazed at what is going on.
Deb was interceding herself to act as a mediator between him and The_Rose and me. She wanted 5 minutes. One minute into the discussion (where he wouldn't shut up and let me talk to start with), the cunt has to call his phone (he's on a prepaid plan) so that he can call her back on the land line, and he immediately leaves the conversation so that he can call her right back. He has obviously chosen the cunt over his own survival. He chose his girlfriend over everything. We listened in on their conversation, where she called me Fat Fuck quite a few times. She also threatened The_Rose and I with a restraining order, pretty funny considering she isn't 18 yet.
I pretty much lost it. I called the cunt's father, and let him know that his daughter (who is still 17, although her birthday is this week I believe) had skipped school today, that she had threatened both The_Rose and me, and while I didn't blame her for Sparx dropping out of school, she certainly influenced it, and told him that she was out of control.
Deb has had it at this point with him. He has made his choice, and she is not feeling in the least to be any more generous to him. She leaves with Garfield, leaving The_Rose and me to handle Sparx by ourselves. Sparx kept trying to lawyer me, but I wouldn't bite. I refused to let him try to talk me into anything. I felt like a beagle running a rabbit, running around in circles, fully aware that I'm smarter than this, and that I need to stop the running now. He finally got to the point that he knew that The_Rose wasn't changing her mind, and that I wasn't changing my mind. And that he was not going to be staying in this house any longer. He decided to call the cunt one more time to get a ride, where we once again listened in, where he told her that the only way he was going to be able to stay was to drop her completely. I thought it was somewhat funny, because at this point, even him disavowing anything to do with the cunt wasn't going to change the fact that he was now gone. Because even if he did manage to say that and even truly do it today, tomorrow, next week or next month, he'd be back at it again. And I really find it quite curious what he sees in her. Because he was faced to have to admit last night that deep in his heart, he can't even say he actually likes her.
He finally leaves. I've already made plans, we're going to go out and have dinner together as a family, talk a little amongst ourselves, come home, and maybe even talk some more. Nice plans.
The_Rose is doing her monthly bills when she finds that there have been multiple charges to AT&T Wireless. The_Rose and I have Cingular service, and while Garfield uses AT&T Wireless, he's on a monthly billing plan. Sparx is on a prepaid plan. I have no doubt that those charges (multiple charges in one day!) are those of Sparx. We may turn the whole matter over to the police, and let them handle the fraud. We've already cancelled the card, asked for a new card, and have reported the AT&T Wireless charges as fraud.
Garfield leaves with his dad to see the Army recruiter, when he comes home to tell us that he has enlisted. And that he has to go through some training tonight. The_Rose and I beg him to give it 24 hours, because neither one of us is even close to being in the right mind to discuss it, and that we want to have a family dinner. He can't wait, even while insisting that he takes one of our cars, and not his truck. Now The_Rose is upset, because we can't even have what's left of our family stay together.
You might now think that the worst is now over. Oh no. The tale continues!
Just as I'm about ready to get the 4 of us out the door to grab dinner, we have a knock on the door. A social worker from DCF came to investigate a complaint that The_Rose had pulled one of the little ones down by her hair, and rubbed her nose in something, all because she didn't do something right. 6 months ago. There were also complaints about mistreatment of Sparx, but since he was 18, they could do nothing do about it. The social worker talked to The_Rose first, then she talked to the two little ones, then she talked to me. All the talk was about Sparx, with some talk about The_Rose in regards to Sparx.
We do end up getting out of the house, getting dinner, browsing the book store and finally getting home, minus Garfield.
It's past midnight right now (I'm using the start date/time of this blog for the actual time of it) and I'm just now starting to get tired, my brain finally slowing done.
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I have shortened the description of my blog a little. It's probably still too long for most people, since I run a 1600x1200 resolution on my monitor, and while I don't run full screen in the browser (although I do use the F11 key when I think about it... Try it, you might like it!), it's probably still too long for this template, and running into the links in the upper right corner. Oh well. I might get the template modified to actually be a two line header at some point. Permanent link posted by bytehead @ 11/03/2003 11:44:00 PM
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