




When we got divorced my attorney did not file the paperwork with the courts. Although we were divorced the only record of it is in the court minutes and it takes lots of time and money to locate it and file. So I have no order to go after him through the state and he knows it!
So...What to do? I have let this slide for 13 years now. He owes me thousands of dollars and he has been a butthead. I am tempted to unleash my anger on him I swear.
So I am thinking if I can't get him to pay financially Maybe I need to find other ways to make him pay. Here are a few I thought might be affective!
1. I am going to go down to 7-11 and get all those magazine subscription cards out of them subscribe him to as many magazines as I can and mark the bill me box
2.Have a accomplice go to his house and toss a dead fish under his seat in the car
3. Place popcorn kernels in his tailpipe along with some cooking oil. Idiot will leave a trail of popcorn behind him!
4.Take out a bulletin board along the freeway with his picture on it..have you seen me? #1 deadbeat dad!
5. Contact the local KKK office and get as many KKK pride bumper stickers as I can and decorate his car with them
6. Look in swingers magazines for homo prostitutes or "masseurs" that make house calls and send them to his house
7. Call the local police and give them a "tip" that I have become aware of my good friend trafficking drugs in his car and that they are "well" hidden
8.Call a local landscaping company, and have them bring a few tons of granite rocks to his house, and re-landscape his front yard while he's at work. Have them rip up the current grass or whatnot, and dump rocks there
9. Periodically call taxi and limo services to his house. Not only will he have to deal with pissed off drivers who aren't going to make any money for the drive, he will eventually get flagged in their databases as someone who has ditched cabs in the past.
10.Use anti-freeze on grass. Spell out dead beat lives here or pour antifreeze all over, so he will wonder why his grass is dying off in spots.
11.Cover his lawn in shredded newspaper, then douse it with water. Picking it up will take him days.
12.Go all around his neighborhood and steal all the 'for sale' signs (realty, yard sale), and cover his front lawn with them.
So~ As you can see I think I have something here! I might need to enlist the help of family and friends in his area for this covert mission but I think they would enjoy it as much as I would!
He told me after we got divorced that he was surprised in court to actually see me stand up for myself! Hmm.. I don't think I have that problem anymore. Stupid , Stupid boy.He doesn't pay..I want to make him pay~ Just not financially!
Freakin Dirty Deadbeat Dog
"If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?"
- William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
Ps ~ Lighten up!! I'm not really going to do these things... I just like to think about mean things I could do to make his life not so nice since he has caused me 13 years of frustration. I have a mean streak and the thought of doing these things gives me a giggle!
Ever since Tony and I have been married we have shared a mutual love of going to the mountains. When we lived in Utah we went weekly up the canyon to our favorite fishing hole or to the silver fork lodge for some apple crisp or just to the lake for a evening walk.
In Colorado we didn't go up to the mountains as often only about once every three weeks but we made it a point to make sure we went often enough.
I love finding wild flowers and putting them in my scriptures to dry out. When I come across them I am reminded of our adventure. I have a columbine that is dried out that whenever I open my scriptures I remember our trip in Utah that I found it where we drove for hours and hours exploring a area we had never been. We just love driving and finding new places and enjoying the beauty of the trees, rivers and lakes.
This weekend Tony took me and the kids for a much needed break up to the mountains. We stayed in Payson a small city that is in the pines just outside of the White Mountains. We went up to several lakes and fished, we gathered flowers, swam, had a picnic and just relaxed. It was wonderful!
Although my cheeks are sunburned and my lips are chapped, I feel a small measure of peace that I haven't felt for awhile now and had been longing for. And for that I am very thankful!
I agree wholeheatedly with this quote and blogging for me is how I record those memories. I have never been one to keep a diary or journal but blogging for me is kind of like a online journal of our lives.
So do I only write happy thoughts? Do I acknowledge the struggles? Do I look back on these hard times and see how far I have come?