Heinous

As you may know, last September Jason lost his job. He scrambled for almost a month to find another one, and ended up finding a new position quickly – but with a 25% pay cut.

He promptly filed a petition to lower his child support to the correct amount for his income. Fast-forward eight months, and his ex-wife has now presented him with her “settlement proposal.”

Are you ready? Because this is hilarious.

Her “offer” is for him to pay her more money than before he lost his job! Plus an additional two grand for “arrearage,” which I’m pretty sure she thinks means “pain and suffering.”

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I just blew coffee out my nose!

Did I mention that she’s unemployed?

She’s not just unemployed – she’s stubbornly, willfully unemployed. Early on, she told Jason snidely that “Windy works so I don’t have to.” She has filed bankruptcy, rather than get a job. She has moved back in with her parents, rather than get a job. She takes classes at a community college (despite having a bachelor’s degree), rather than get a job.

And Jason? Jason busted his tail to keep his period of unemployment as brief as possible, and he has never missed an alimony or child support payment. He’s never even been late.

As I read and re-read the piece I linked to yesterday, I found myself thinking, “Where do you even start with someone as heinous as Allison?” Allison, who refuses to speak to Jason, who takes and takes, whose parents pay her legal bills so she can continue to harass Jason with her constant unreasonable demands.

Three snapshots to illustrate my point:

1. In August, Hollyn will start middle school. Because Jason and I both work (apparently a novel concept), Hollyn will be riding the bus in the afternoons. If she went to the middle school we were zoned for, the bus stop would be literally in our front yard. But since Allison insisted on using her parents’ address to register the girls for school, the bus stop will be further away. Hollyn’s afternoon walk will be less than a mile, through an upper-middle-class neighborhood, all sidewalks. Jason has already taken her to practice the trip several times.

Allison sent Jason an e-mail, informing him that she’d taken it upon herself to contact the middle school about “the bus situation,” because “Hollyn’s safety is my only concern.” First off, it’s NOT. HER. TIME. If she wants to pick Hollyn up in a horse-drawn carriage on her days, FINE. Second off, this entire situation has resulted from her insistence on controlling the girls’ school zones. Just wait until we suggest that we change Hollyn’s school so that she can be “safely” delivered to our doorstep. Watch her concern for Hollyn’s safety evaporate, consumed like dry paper by Allison’s need to be in control.

2. Every other Wednesday, Allison picks the girls up from school at 2:50 and is supposed to drop them off at a local church at 5:00. She insisted on this additional time at the last round of negotiations, and of course is almost always late. The majority of the time, I pick them up. I get them from Allison in the front parking lot, drive around the back of the church complex to pick Tyler up from his after-school program, drive back around to the road, and go home.

And what does Allison do? She lurks. She waits while I drive around back, waits while I pick up Tyler, waits while I drive back to the front, and then she pulls out directly behind my vehicle and follows me to my house. She does not wave, or otherwise attempt to get the girls’ attention. She just follows.

3. Because she has a ton of free time, Allison intrudes on the girls when they’re at after-school care, or at summer camp, or any other time they’re not physically with Jason (again, because of that pesky JOB he has to go to). But because we send all the kids to the same after-school and summer camps, Tyler is there too. Tyler has told me, on more than one occasion, that Allison glares at him when she’s visiting the girls, and it makes him uncomfortable. In the past, she has been overtly nasty to him, but now she contents herself with intentionally upsetting my eight-year-old son. We’ve finally told the summer camp directors that if Allison insists on making Tyler upset with her childish actions, or if she interrupts their programs in any way, they are more than welcome to ask her to leave and not return. She’s not supposed to be there. She’s not paying for the camps, and she’s not volunteering to help. Quite frankly, I think it’s getting to be embarrassing for the girls. I mean, if you were an almost-middle-schooler, would you want your mommy coming to hang out every day at your summer camp?

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