A change of space

Things in my life are changing... always changing.

A week ago I moved out of my mother's home and into a place of my own. I also moved from being the primary caregiver to my children to having to be a 50% part of their lives. Its hard, let me tell you, to give up my children.

Things are up in the air. I have moved, my ex has given me SOME of the property that I have asked him for, but not beds or mattresses. I have had to do away with my couch because it got severely stuck when we tried to get it down the stairs. I am worried that when my kids come tomorrow they will be disappointed, and not want to live with me.

I am still waiting for court. My newest date was set for July 11. But my lawyer has gone incommunicado, again, and so I am less sure about things working out than I was before. I know my ex won't give things on his own, at least not money. But the court may never actually tell him to do it at this rate either.

But i have found my spiritual books, and I may be able to have an altar here for the first time in years. I have a new tv (laugh), I have started a journal, and we'll be able to get kitties in a few weeks. I might have my day with the judge soon (this week) and I might know about child and spousal support sooner than later. I have a mini-vacation in about a week to visit a good friend. And once I get things organized I might get another podcast out...