I can't believe this happened. I forgot to pay the electric bill, and when I came home from dropping Spane off at school, the electricity was out. Not only that, I won't get any money until the 2nd of December. We're looking at four days of no power.
It's a good thing I have some kind of survivalist thinking. I put all the perishables in Amber's refrigerator, and I'll probably be spending at lot of time over there, trying to get funds together before the 2nd.
Of course, Douglas is being of no help. You know, if he had consistently given me some kind of child support, this wouldn't be happening. I realize he doesn't have a regular job, but then he calls me and says that he's just come back from Tahoe, and won all this money - or he just got through doing this big job, and has all this money. None of it finds its way into our house, except for the occasional ice cream for Spane. Well, it doesn't surprise me at all, after all this is the person who said that he was going to kill me and get Spane into foster care as soon as he was born.
