Earlier this week we went to court for what we’ll call ‘financial issues’ (because I think the alternative word sounds ugly). I, of course, was totally nervous. I had never been to court before, and didn’t really know what to expect, aside from what I’d seen on TV. (I had visions of being a badgered witness, having books thrown at me, being thrown into a holding cell for contempt.) Our lawyer was a little late, so another case went before us, and we got to see exactly what was going to happen. Other than that, everything went smoothly…or so we thought.
Our financial issues stemmed from A) us both going through divorces, B) a few ‘not-so-good’ decisions, and C) bad luck/bad economy…whichever you feel like blaming in on (personally we feel it is bad luck…which we don’t really believe in either, but hey…there’s no other way I can think to put it). We fought this decision for over a year. It was our last resort. So, after feeling like financial failures for at least the past two years, many arguments with various people, losing our home, and lots of tears we thought it was finally over…we were wrong.
We received a letter in the mail yesterday saying our petition had been denied. Why? We have no clue because we don’t understand lawyer gobbledygook. So, we phoned our lawyer…he’s on it. Hopefully this will all get straightened out SOON…before my bleached blond streaks turn gray.