Where Is My Fortune Cookie?

Well, I have been sitting here thinking about what my next plan for all this crap is. Basically, Mom owns 50% of the house so the girlfriend can’t do anything except buy us out if she wants the house. So, to get even we’ll ask for 100 grand for our share of the house. With 100 grand we can easily buy another home in this area. I’m not going to back down, and I’m not going to give up I’m going to stick to my guns and stand tall. While I sat here a dose of anger hit me and that is just what I need a fire in my belly to carry on and fight. When mom passes her half of the house will come to me and when I pass I will leave my half to one of my cousins or one of my nephews on moms’ side of the family. I’ll make sure of it someday this house might be owned by one being whole, but in my lifetime and more it’ll be in half pieces. We may not have the money to contest the will, but I’m not greedy we just want the house or we will make sure it stays in pieces and no one person will have it whole until long after I’m dead and don’t care then.

While this lawyer appeared to be competent. She gave bad advice. She took over 6000.00 and only produced one set of papers for a divorce that never finished. She claimed to have had signed papers from my father agreeing to pay my mother 1000.00 a month and the home. These papers I found out today do not exist. Her advice to my mom was stay married when he dies you get everything he has. We didn’t get anything because he changed his will and no lawyer in Texas will help us because he died in Hawaii and left everything to his girlfriend even half of my parents home that we live in. I needed the papers The lawyer had where she said my father agreed to give my mom the 1000.00 a month and the house because then my mother could claim the 48 thousand he owed her for 4 years on non paying and for the house. Now, I find out there were no papers saying he agreed to pay her a 1000.00 or give her the house. Since, no papers were ever made we have no claim to the 48 thousand or the other half of the home. I feel that we out of 6000.00 and nothing to show for it. I guess all I can do is blog it everywhere I can so other people don’t get screwed over.

I replaced the commode seat on my toilet it needed a new one for a long time and I finally found one I liked molded wood with chrome. Yes, I wanted to sit in style on my throne. lol

Cutting back on my meds has stopped me from sleeping so much and it’s like someone spiked my coffee with more caffeine. I’ve been busy reproducing my blog on a number of sites. I was bored and thought I wonder how many copies I can make of my blog everywhere. I don’t like facebook people fuck it up too much with all the bullshit they post and still no one bothers to talk they just want to invite you to one of those stupid app games I hate.

Last night mom got to talk to her younger sister after 30 years of not being able to talk to her. I got lucky and found their phone number was listed and the same one they have had forever. It made mom happy to finally hear her sister’s voice again. I’m glad because she is no longer stuck under the asshole’s thumb anymore and restricted to his tyranny. He didn’t like any of us having friends outside of the family and he didn’t like us having any control over anything.
I’ll glad the fucker is dead I hope he is rotting in hell. He deserves Hell after all the abuse he has put everyone of us through.

I was with my friend all day who basically was trying to help me find out what we can do to keep this house. I did find out that Texas Lawyers are a bunch of crooks and if the case is too hard they don’t want to do it they want easy cases that they can dick around and barely do shit for you, but they are happy as a pig in shit to bill you for shitty service.

I feel a bit manic which I haven’t felt in a very long time and it sure feels good to not sleep all day. In fact all I had of sleep last night was two hours and I was up all day like a normal person again.

Well, Texas lawyers are shitty all they are looking for is money and a easy score so they don’t have to do too much work.
I went to see another lawyer that does probate and basically. I got told I need to hire a lawyer in Hawaii and fight the bitch in court. I can’t do that because I don’t have a huge bank account to live in a hotel and fight some cunt in court.

What I did find out is that there isn’t much she can do about us living in the house. She will need to buy us out if she wants this house and the price I’ll charge is 100 grand the cost of this house which covers the 48 grand because he agreed to pay mom 1000 bucks a month and he agreed to give her the house which he more then likely forgot to tell her, the cunt, about. I’m trying to find out if mom’s former divorce attorney still has the so called paperwork he supposedly signed. If she does have it then we can get 48 grand from his estate and the other half of the house. If we don’t get the papers then she’ll have to buy us out or watch as I have mom leave her half of the house to me then I’ll leave it to my kid then she’ll donate our half of the house to the aspca long after all of us are dead and gone. I’ll be damned if that cunt will ever get this half of the house easy. I’ll pull the same stunt dad did and this house will not go to anyone completely till after the cunt is dead and gone.

Anyway, I appreciate the notes from the few who left them. I know who my friends are by who bothered to note my entry. Everyone else shown me their true colors.

So, today I saw the psych nurse and she is decreasing my Elavil to half the dose I’m on I didn’t tell her that I had already done this months ago, She cut the Trileptol dose in half and changed the Cymbalta to Lexapro because I suggested that. I want to try Lexapro because Celexa worked so good at one time and had me doing well that I hope Lexapro will do the same thing. So, we get to see if things will work out. I get to keep my Abilify at the same dose. Now, Medicaid here has changed to where we don’t have to juggle with only three script a month Now we get unlimited meds every 30 days. I think this is the best thing about the changes in Medicaid.

I have to come up with $500.00 dollars to pay the Lawyer for the company that searches for bank accounts and stock accounts that my father had before he died. The rest of the money $2000.00 can wait till after we gain whatever is left of his financial accounts. I did some talking about him today basically 45 minutes. Yeah, I’m sad still. I want it all over and done with. I just want to move on with my life and let him go into the world of the forgotten memories.

I’m going to ask to see a dermatologist about my psoriasis which because of the rapid weather changing it’s showing up again and I need to get some cream for it. I feel like a leper when the psoriasis on my face acts up and I get this butterfly looking rash shape on my forehead, cheeks, upper lips and chin. ugh. Anyway, I need to find something to do. I’m bored out of my skull.

Last night we had a bad thunder storm hit us an the part of the house circuit tripped and at 2am I had to get into my closet to reset the switch. Today, gas prices are up to 3.66 that was the cheapest one in town. If it hits 5 bucks a gallon things are really going to suck bad. I went and got the box of stuff from mom’s divorce attorney and took it over to the probate attorney’s office. I need to take mom and go around to the local banks to make sure dad had closed those accounts out. I feel like they are just giving me busy work, but I’ll do it. I’m hungry. Just went to grab some food.

Friday, I have my appointment with my case manager and I really need to unload a lot of stuff that I’m holding in since I found out about Dad. At first I didn’t think it would bother me, but as the days go on I find myself stressing out more and more and my headaches are really starting to get to me at this point. Mom seems to be feeling better about the situation and she is finally starting to believe that he is really gone now. I think because there was no funeral and no body to view it mad things feel odd saying he passed away.

My friend has decided to go after her disability it looks to me as she may be getting it in my opinion. I hope she does because then she can take care of her pets and not have to worry so much but then she has only one huge problem left that being her dumbass husband who is not appreciative of anything she does for him all he cares about is his parents and to me he’s a loser. I just hope he doesn’t drag her down anymore then he’s already dragged her on the depression highway.

My day started with going to Fort Hood to have mom change her Military ID because Dad is deceased now and they have to change her card. We then checked the bank and the death benefit from social security of $255.00 was deposited. After this we drove over to the Lawyers Office and talked to them about starting the process of finding what accounts dad had and they will do a search to find his stock market accounts which will cost extra.

I went over to mom’s former divorce attorney’s office and she will have the box of stuff to return to me tomorrow after they organize everything. I hope they get all of this stuff done and over with soon. I am so tired of dwelling on him and Mom would just like everything to be finished and over with. We are just wanting his bank account and his stock portfolio cashed out and we pay off any debts and maybe take a vacay somewhere. I’ve been thinking of taking mom to Las Vegas. It would be nice because dad never took mom on vacay of any kind. I’d love to take her to see different places because you only live once you might as well enjoy it before you die.

I feel so tired at the moment. I would love to go wandering the stores, but I think I better take a nap instead. 

I took mom to the VA in Temple again this time to see the guy that does the death benefits. We had a long talk with him and he wants us to get dad’s medical records from the hospital pertaining to his diabetes and his cardiac problems because if they can prove that they were service connected mom can receive a little more money. 

Mom is tired of all this running around, but I know it has to be done. Her right knee for some reason was giving her a lot of pain. I’m thinking it’s arthritis and the rain and humidity is probably what is causing her pain.

When we got home I had to run over to the ebt office to update them on the increase of $10 to my ssi check. I feel so tired right now and my mind is just racing around with all sorts of things from my father to how we are finally free of his tyranny and all we need to do now is get and pay for a probate lawyer and then everything is done and we will finally have closure.

I keep thinking about how he passed and I wonder if at the last moment did he see his life fly by and if he even thought about us in that flash. For us it feels odd because there was no funeral and no viewing of the body. I think that is why it hasn’t really sunk in yet and we need that closure to help us move on and let go of the past and all the sadness we all have suffered.

Just on Monday I found out my father died and Tuesday we received his death certificate. On the certificate it stated my father chocked while eating dinner in the Kobe Steakhouse in Honolulu, Hawaii on Feb 14th and died four days later on Feb 18th. We hadn’t been on speaking terms with him for about the last four years. In fact my mother and father were in the discussions of getting a divorce it was really moving slowly.

I’m presently working on getting things finalized. I have to take mom to the Vet. Administration to get his benefits for her and then I need to secure a probate lawyer so that we can get his bank accounts and stock accounts liquidated to put into mom’s account.  She won’t have to work like a dog anymore hopefully. He was very horrible to her in the last years since he had his quintuple bypass when he had a personality change  overnight it seemed he went from a caring loving father to a demon like hate filled human being.

It was hard when he stole every dime mom had taken his own money and stock account and vanished one day to Hawaii. It was hard on all of us because it just wasn’t like him to do this type of thing. For the four years he was gone he would call and write horrible threatening letters to us to cause us misery. It finally came to the point that mom was willing to divorce him, but her divorce attorney convinced her to just hold off and wait to see if his bad health would catch up to him. Instead, fate seemed to catch up with him and taken him before his health could give out.

He died freakishly in my opinion maybe it was fitting in the end and now we can finally move on with our lives.