I'd Had Enough.

It's been so long since I last posted because I've had absolutely annoying things going on.

For instance, about two weeks ago I received a letter from Child Support Enforcement. I opened it up, read it, and literally just could not wrap my mind around it said to the point I thought they'd sent me the wrong thing and called my case worker. I asked her to explain the letter to me. "Well basically, this is a copy of what we sent SD and it has been ruled that for as long as he is in Job Corps, the monthly amount will still aaccumulate. He can pay if he wants to, but we're not going to make him until he leaves the program."
Of course, I'm astonished. I lost what little bit of patience I'd been saving for a bad day and said "Oh, so I guess it costs less to raise our son just because he's in Job Corps, where he makes $37 every two weeks with his meals, utilities, and room being provided so it's sheer spending money. Oh, and it was also my understanding that he only had to pay in a fraction of his paychecks and Job Corps would match the rest. Men who are unemployed and not drawing unemployment are still responsible for $50 a month, but he's not? How is that fair?"
She went on to explain that after he left the program and started working, they could get a judgement to garnish his wages. I told her that was a fabulous idea because he'd already told me that I would not receive a penny from him and by them doing this, it further reinforced the idea.

It was projected that he would leave Job Corps in December of this year, and proclaimed that after leaving the program, SD had 72 hours to contact Child Support Enforcement and inform them.
Well, I found out through SD's mother that he'd been out of Job Corps for a week and a half, and had informed no one. I decided to be nice and call my case worker and inform her. Though now that he's out of Job Corps, SD has moved in with the dreaded gum disease, Gingivitis. Oh wait, I named her IB. Out of the blue one night after not having spoken to him in a month (Which was pure bliss), SD decides to call. He asks how our son, AK is doing. Despite the fact he's been a horrible father, I still tell him how our son is doing when he asks. Of course it's been rather dramatic lately so I'm going into a lot of detail about AK's health since he was premature and even as a near 2 year old still suffers developmental delays. He has me on speaker which I did not appreciate because when I tell him of our son's well being, it is for his ears alone but whatever. So I'm going on and on, and all of a sudden, IB starts talking to him and interrupts me. I absolutely hate being interrupted, but held my tongue. I waited, and waited, and waited until finally I said "SD". "Hang on a second" he says. I explode. "No, you called me to ask about your son. She can shut the fuck up and wait five minutes until I'm done saying what I need to say because I know her mother raised her with better manners than to interrupt someone." He agreed that I was right, and IB giggled and said "Oops, sorry." I did a mock giggle back and said "Whatever." At this point, I'd turned into the immature brat that I dislike so much. We finish speaking, he promises to call the next day. And a week later...
I finally heard from him again. I called him because I had rage just building. I was tired of the 'call once, dissapear for one to three plus months' deal. I told him in the calmest way anyone could and said this was not healthy and his son loved to talk on the phone, so he needed to call and either ask about him, or speak to him (He babbles, doesn't speak but still loves to). I didn't expect him to do it every day, but multiple times a week or I was done, I wouldn't allow him to call again. He agreed, then went on to talk about how he wants to become a Wilderness Guide. Good for you, a round of shots for all. But says that he will be stationed in either Colorado or Wyoming which is a good distance from our humble state of North Carolina. I asked him if that was his way of saying that he did not wish to be a part of our son's life and if it was, that was fine, just to tell me. He said no and then said he would work four to five months, then come visit.
Again, I'm stuck with putting my foot down. "You will not bounce in and out of this child's life. You have met him once and he is turning two in a month. You will either see him at least once a month unless something serious arises, or you will not see him at all." Of course, he says "That's not fair." because being a father to him depends on his schedule and apparently, he's been booked for the last two years. "No, it's perfectly fair. You had your father growing up. Now imagine seeing him once a month. Sucks doesn't it?" "Yeah, but I could deal with it." "Right, you may have. But now picture this. You see your dad once, maybe twice a year. Fucks with your head huh? All those times you went to the store with him, went hunting, camping, or just watched TV together...Gone."
He finally agreed that I was right, and promised to call me the next day which was Tuesday of last week. So I honestly kept my phone in my pocket all day, made sure several times that the ringer was on. Not a phone call one...On Wednesday, I started getting angry when my son's bed time rolled around and no phone call. I inform SD's mother that if he does not call by AK's bed time the next day (7PM), then he would never contact me again and I'd make sure of it.
Thursday, I installed an app to my phone that blocks anything from restricted/private callers to individual numbers, to entire area codes, to anyone who isn't in your contacts. Thursday at 7:05PM, I programmed in his entire area code into the block. Here we are, 4 days later. I am supposed to be driving to his city so that AK can have visitation with SD's mother Friday. His mother has informed him of this and he has expressed no wishes to be there.

I think this is it mamas, I think this is where everything all crumbles into the embers and fades. We shall see, hmm?