Really Gone

Mother-in-love says it's the stubborn German in her but she had to see bio leave. She once again sat at the airport. At least this time we knew when the flight was. She watched her go through the checkpoint and then waited to make sure she did not come back out. Thew relief is overwhelming. The deprogramming begins.

I'm really, really busy at work to the point I nearly had a melt down yesterday. Or maybe it was just the stress. I felt like I was on caffeine which we all know is NOT a good thing. My boss hired a new staff accountant to start March 1. The new person is supposed to take some of my bosses work so she can go back to managing the department again. My boss has also decided that with my new account and our taking on more duties with an old client that I might just have too much on my plate for three days worth of work. Well, yes! So, yesterday she decided that some of those duties would be the new girls and I could dump a whole pile of work back on my bosses desk. A pile - an entire file cabinet. Whew! Now, I can concentrate on my clients. I'm also working 4 days this week. That will make up for the two days I'm working next week. Oh, I should probably tell my boss that.

Tomorrow, Tomorrow

It was off to court this morning. Bio arrived. After court roll call hubby, the lawyer and bio had to meet with social services. I was not allowed to go. Hubby kept his mouth shut and let bio look like an ass. She has no lawyer. She thought she could take care of all custody issues today. Social services had to stop her and explain repeatedly that all today is about is the restraining order. She flys out to Arizona tomorrow. The restraining order remains in place. She will get a visit tonight to say good bye, she may call and write to the kids.

She started spouting off that she had copies of oldest's diary and she says bad things about hubby. Oh, please. Do you want to see copies of my diary from that age where I complained about my parents? Give me a break. Within a 15 minute time span she managed to make social services think she was a quack and our lawyer realize just what a wacko she is. To change visitation at all she will need to file a motion in CT.

Kids should be in rare form tonight after several hours of hubby bashing. But then she'll be gone tomorrow. Oh, and tomorrow is her birthday. Happy birthday to the rest of us - she's going.

And today, the kids are home and they are safe!