Venting

I try my hardest to keep this blog of mine upbeat and positive. But this post is not going to fit into that category. So, I am giving you fair warning that if you don't want read my vent, please stop right here.

The air conditioning in my 14+ year old car has gone out again. Which makes any sort of outing in the heat of the day practically unbearable. Ordinarily, this would not be a problem. We would just take the car in to be serviced and everything would be just fine.

Unfortunately, we are broke right now. B-R-O-K-E, broke. Why are we broke? Anyone want to make any guesses? No, it's not the price of gas or the rising cost of groceries. And we didn't overspend on school clothes and supplies (despite that $20 binder).

We are broke because my ex-husband is a DEADBEAT DAD. Plain and simple, he's the classic example. Only out for himself, not giving a damn about how his children are being taken care of. I haven't seen a DIME in child support for nearly two months, and when I was receiving child support, it was sporadic at best. He was already well over $20K behind on his payments, but since March, he has gotten another $3275 behind.

He obviously doesn't care how our bills get paid around here, but I certainly am interested to know how his bills are being paid. Supposedly, neither he nor his little wife are working, but they sure are sitting pretty, and his wife's child certainly isn't starving (from the looks of her, I'd say far from it). You'd think that one of them could get off their ass and get a job to support these girls, but apparently being responsible is beneath them.

The sad thing about all of this is that my husband earns a decent living. But, unlike some LOSERS, Phil actually pays to support his child from his first marriage. Unfortunately, my JACKASS of an ex's irresponsible behavior is hurting Phil's relationship with his son, too. We've actually had to cancel visits on a few occasions because we just didn't have enough food in the house to feed an extra person and we couldn't afford the gas money to drive all the way to and from his home two times (pick-up and return, and he lives an hour away). It hurts Katie, too, because she really loves her brother and loves having him around.

So, to all of you deadbeat dads out there (not that there are many who read moms' blogs), try to get this through your pathetic little heads: When you don't pay your child support, you're not just hurting the mother. You are hurting YOUR OWN CHILDREN. You are not only depriving them of their basic needs, but you are depriving them of the pride a child feels when they have a dad who they can count on.

Luckily for my girls, they do have one dad who they can count on, and his name is Phil.