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Madisyn’s parole/probation officer, plus (I guess) a backup, showed up this morning, about 10a. Not surprising, because Megan called and left a message yesterday, and then called again (or he called her? I’m not sure). Anyway. Madisyn was taken into custody. Then, the way it was explained to me, she’ll be offered two options: she can consent to inpatient rehab (and if there are no spots available, she’ll be held at the detention center until one opens up); or she can finish out her sentence (about a year) in prison. Rehab will be anywhere from six to 12 months. It’s unlikely we’ll have any contact any longer. I don’t know about Matthew, but I’m going to see what I can find for him in the way of a counselor who can see him several times a week (ideally). Hell, a family counselor might not be a bad idea, at least initially.


We got chastised for the number of cats in the house; the overall condition of our home; the fact that so many of the cats look sickly, that I don’t have a clear path to the front door (Matthew’s been sleeping on the floor out here, and he hadn’t picked up his blankets yet). Megan, Donnie, and Matthew were all asked if they were employed – actually, I think they were asked if anyone in the house was employed, and then we could all feel the judging that happened.


It's been a fun morning.


Matthew’s so obviously hurting, and I hate that for him. Me? All I feel is relief. That we can finally relax a little bit and figure out what’s next. But I think we’re going to take a couple of days and just breathe.
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No, I do. Stuck right here, in the third circle of Hell.

(One of) Today's highlight(s): Donnie standing in the kitchen telling me that my curtains weren't going to be up much longer because they smelled "like cat piss". Everyone in my house uses that phrase, and I don't know why it bothers me so much. (I say cat pee. *shrug*) Anyway, I don't know if she just means to take them down and wash them, or throw them away. I'm fine with the former; the latter is only going to happen if she's buying me replacement ones.

Anyway. Cats peeing. We didn't realize until AFTER she turned the burner on... one of them (most likely her cat, Skye, because she has major anxiety out here) peed on the big burner on the stove. Right on the element. I've never smelled anything so burning and acrid in my life. I hit the inhaler several times, and then sat with two fingers under my nose. The true highlight of that was that I asked if she could please open the kitchen window, and she said, "then it'll be even hotter in here". While she has the oven on, cooking dinner for her and Megan. Never mind that both me, and Megan, have diagnosed asthma.

Night before last (I think; I lose track) Matthew and Madisyn told me they wanted me to stay with them -- in a different apartment, not this one. They say it would make more sense to stay together to save money for when we move out of state in a couple of years, and separate our households then, as opposed to now. I was telling Donnie that they want the three of us to stay together, and she said "well, that's news to me, a few nights ago when we were smoking, they were talking about how they're tired of living with you and you've said you're tired with living with them". So I called M/M out and told them what Donnie had said, then asked Donnie to come out. Because she's said some things in the past that Madisyn said wasn't true, and I wanted to know who was saying what.

It devolved into such a fucking mess. All I wanted to know was what was the most current feeling and in the end I was accused of "calling everyone out to start drama at 11 o'clock at night" which I hadn't been doing. I just wanted to know. Then, when I was trying to say what she'd said to me, I used the word "miserable" (probably because it's been the word uppermost in my mind for DAYS), and she flipped the fuck out. Flat out yelled at me -- and cussed at me, to boot -- "Don't you FUCKING put WORDS INTO MY MOUTH", and on it went. Matthew stepped in and asked her to calm down. I apologized for saying that, that I wasn't trying to put words into anyone's mouth. What followed after that was about a half hour of me alternately sobbing, and asking Madisyn why she thinks I don't like her. She mentioned how I told her I was jealous of her, and yes, I did say that to her...four years ago. When she first got here, and I'd never really had to share Matthew's time/attention with anyone. Then she brought up how I'd asked her friend Kayla last fall if Madisyn could come to live with her. I said yeah, I'd asked Kayla that, but there was a lot going on at that time, including Matthew jumping back and forth from "I want a divorce from her" to "I love her she's my life"...and it was just an awful time. We talked some about that, and some other stuff, and meanwhile I'm crying and yeah. It was a pretty awful night. I think it was Friday night, actually.

Donnie and Megan are planning to look at a place -- an apartment -- tomorrow afternoon. They want to move in on September first, and Donnie has asked me if I would co-sign on the lease for them. I said I could do that, but now I'm thinking, what happens if they DO default on their rent? My name will (probably) be on Matthew and Madisyn's lease...can I be on their lease as a lessee, but also be a co-signer for someone? Does anyone know the answer to that?

God, this entry got long. Many thanks to anyone who reads it all the way through.

Cross-posted to my Livejournal; read/comment where you will.
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The first thing I'm going to do when I have money again -- if that ever happens -- is get a paid account, and upgrade/add icons. Anyway.

I got a comment on one of my stories yesterday. A story I couldn't place by the title, so I had to click on the story link to learn it was a Highlander story, the prelude to my "i, pet" story. It was weird not to remember it, but then I looked at the date. Originally posted 04/02/2001. So I guess I can be forgiven for not remember something from 24 years ago. Eek.

I'm currently listening to a lot of the Eagles, with other stuff (genres, bands, etc) sprinkled in. But a lot of Eagles. I didn't appreciate them so much back in the 80's, apart from a couple of songs I have always liked (Desperado, I'm looking at you). But now, yeah. *Really* like the Eagles.

Matthew discovered The Jackie Chan Adventures on Tubi, so that's been on the TV for the past couple of days.

Will x-post this over at LJ, but I think that's pretty dead, which makes me so sad. *So much* of my life is recorded over there. It's a little frightening, actually. Twenty-three years. More than. I'm into year 24. So I guess, as I'm crawling out of the hole, the darkness, the...whatever...that I'll keep recording it there, as well as here. To have a complete work. Or something.

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