A Monumental College Screw Up

A Monumental College Screw Up

Since my daughter moved in with my ex-wife, my ex has done all in her power to write me out of my daughter’s life. Sometimes successfully, other times not so successfully. But when push comes to shove, my ex always seems to turn to me to bail her out (and like a fool, I usually do), but maybe not this time.

The limit to my involvement in my daughter’s college selection has been a three hour trip to a local school that she did not like. A report from my ex on two other local schools that she did not like. And notice that she got early acceptance at a school she did like.  I was offered to come visit that college with them, but was told about it a day before and could not clear my schedule. It is far away.

So, since acceptance, I have heard nothing. I have asked about scholarships and grants and heard nothing. My ex tells me the average student gets all the aid they need and typically leave after 4 years with $17k in debt. It sounded unbelievable to me and I kept asking her if she had discussed other options with my daughter. No answer. I was told about her roommate selection and this special portal for parents and incoming students (but not given access as there was “nothing important” in there for me), and more. I was all shut out. I had no voice in the discussion of the selection, the major, the location, the cost, the payment–nothing.

Now she is claiming that all of the admission and financial aid officer have misled her (and my daughter) and what looked like a possibility, now looks like a no-go.  Now it seems that the only aid my daughter is able to get is some Federal aid which will leave a $20,000 bill that needs to be handled.  I am not in a position to fund that (or even half). My ex has not pushed my daughter to apply for the myriad of grants and scholarships (I have sent her at least 30 that I came across) and now it looks like it is completely out of the affordability scale.  Perhaps had I been involved I could have asked some questions, considered some options, looked down some avenues and thwarted the disappointment. Maybe not, but certainly having a second set of adult eyes makes sense.  If nothing else, maybe we could have instilled the necessity to apply for grants and scholarships to my daughter long before now.

My daughter is crushed.

So now, my ex says that it is a shame I spent all the money from my mother. Well, actually, when she decided to cheat and we divorced, I bought her house free and clear which she lost to foreclosure because she mortgaged it to the hilt. She had a lot of cash and a new car. I did not want my kids to have too different of a lifestyle and borrowed the money to do it from my mother. When she died, the funds were equalized with my sister–I had to pay it back. So in a sense, it was not me spending my mother’s money, but my ex spending it.  Then she asked if my father (who is approaching 90) would co-sign a loan. I have my doubts.

It dawned on me this morning that this is exactly like the orthodontist issue. She committed herself to an obligation she could not keep and now is looking for someone else to bail her out. It seems like this is the way she runs her entire life. Make the commitment and then bail out.  Someone will always pick up the pieces.

Well now we are scrambling. My daughter does not know if she will be able to attend her college of choice. She has no other pending acceptances (since she took early decision), and is behind in the game to apply and get aid, etc. at any other college.  I am so pissed that my ex refused to discuss options or force options on her. I am pissed at my daughter and my ex for not pursing the opportunities for scholarships and grants.

My daughter has this air of entitlement that I believe she gets from her mother–don’t worry someone will take care of it for me, I have no responsibility.

I feel like shit.

 

 

Does Batshit Crazy Trump Good Sex

Does Batshit Crazy Trump Good Sex

OK, so this is not about the kids or the ex-wife. As the kids get older, I have more time available to actually have a social life and to date. Yay for me! It has been a while and I am the first to admit that I am somewhat set in my ways. But in my defense (I got blasted on a previous post), I have always been upfront that my children are priority #1, 2, and 3.

We have been dating just over a year and things were awesome. We got along. Liked the same things. Had some different likes so we were not clones of each other. Very few disagreements. All in all it was fantastic.  One of our differences is that I tend to be an optimist and she is a pessimist. Hey it looks like the sun is going to come out later this afternoon! Oh look, it’s raining again this morning!

But lately, I am finding the pessimism is getting out of hand. She has heard a rumor at work that there are massive layoffs coming. Certainly that can be stressful, but it now has been six months since the rumor and nothing. Yet every week, she is convinced that this Friday is the day. When I try to explain that there could have been a change of plans or that it likely was just a rumor, she says I don’t understand. They have even given her a different position with more responsibilities (sadly no more money) yet she sees this as a way to get her to quit so they do not pay her unemployment. Mind you, the company is an international firm employing more than 2500 people. When I suggest that maybe they feel she is capable and they appreciate her work, she says I don’t understand.  When they gave her access to a new computer system, bought her a new hopped up laptop, and have paid to have her travel to other offices to train people, I am told that it is just them trying to beat her down.  I give up. So, I avoid talking about her work. And then I get derided for not caring that she is going through a stressful time.  Ugh.

As I look back, I notice other pessimistic indicators. She says how non-supportive her parents are. But in the three times I have met them, I did not see it. They come and take her to lunch every week. And really, at 40–how supportive are parents required to be?  Other pessimistic things–she did not want to go on a trip unless all expenses were pre-paid because the company was out to screw her and would not reimburse her any of her expenses.

To be honest, I really believe that most of this is created in her mind and it is starting to take a toll on me.

But, when we get away from the mundane talk about work and her stresses, it is fantastic. We laugh, joke, visit with friends, see shows and movies and (gotta say it) have amazing sex. Amazing sex has been somewhat elusive to me for a lot of my life, so I am definitely embracing it. And it appears to go both ways–she is having the sexual time of her life as well.

Is it me? Am I the one who is unreasonable? Or do I simply attract drama in my life?

Can it last? How can I not let this pessimism bother me? Does amazingly awesome sex trump your girlfriend possibly being batshit crazy?

Am I At The End Of My Rope?

Am I At The End Of My Rope?

Well, to say the past few months have been challenging is an understatement!  To bring you up to speed on where I am, sit back.

My daughter had a root canal and needed a new retainer for her teeth which was very unexpected. She also needed her deposit for college!

Just before Thanksgiving, my landlord told me he has a buyer for the house I am in and wants me out by January 1.  I ask ,if we can go to the 30th due to the holidays and he says yes.

People who ow me money for work I have done for them are VERY late in paying and I am literally out of money!

My rent for December was apparently not received. My landlord emailed me and I sent another check out the following day. Today I get an email saying that he never received either check (both have not been cashed) and he haas started eviction proceedings and we have a court date on December 27th!

Well, I had been looking for places and am 99% done signing a lease for one, but my move in was supposed to be January 15th! We will have to see how this all works out.

In my state, the eviction rules seem to be cloudy–after the hearing, there is a four day appeal window and I hear that if I can pay the rent, I can starve off having a sheriff put me out of the house.   Ugh, can it get any worse?

 

This Blew My Mind

This Blew My Mind

As a rule, the kids typically do very little for us (my ex wife and I) in terms of presents for birthdays and Christmas. I prefer it that way.

A few minutes ago, I got a call from my daughter (the one that lives with my ex) and she said she wanted to do something big for her mom for Christmas and wanted to take her on a cruise for spring break.

Wow.

The Miracle Accident

The Miracle Accident

I am guessing that someone was feeling a lack of attention. I receive a text, “I just hit a deer.” It was my ex-wife.

I called her asking if she was ok and if anyone else was in the car–meaning kids. She said she was fine and she was alone.  So far so good.  I asked about the car.

“The deer jumped out one inch in front of me and I could not help it. It flew into the air and is dead.”  Wow! Close call. I asked how her car was and as told that she got “lucky.” I asked again, and she said there was no damage.

Now I need to ask, how does a deer jump in front of a moving car, fly up into the air and die–without causing any damage to the car?  Granted, I made the assumption that the car was indeed moving. I suppose it is possible an elderly deer jumped in front of the car as it was stopped, had a heart attack in mid-jump and died.  I guess we will never know.

For now, we will chalk it up to my ex-wife’s need for drama!