I echo your WTF, Epic. I hope your mom is able to let it alone.

askye, you sound like the Best Employee Ever. You deserve minions.

I am having another angry day. So I am trying to stay off the m#$&f#*&$ing Internet.

I hope your mom is able to let it alone.

Well, let it alone will never happen. I'm hoping she just finds a way to let it be something she can be removed from. I'm worried because her health is precarious enough that this kind of worry is not good for her in a very real way - and I'm uncomfortably reminded of the heart attack that ended her sister's life upon the news of her daughter's losing another job (gotta get my brain out of that track pronto). I'd like to hope that keeping her from worrying is why my brother kept her in the dark...though that level of conscientiousness is not something I'd expect from him.

Therapist~ma, askye. And I hope you're able to make the workplace a well-oiled machine (or at least better-oiled) and they appreciate your input based on experience. Sounds like they appreciate you - as it should be.

Zen, just avoid certain parts of the internet. Don't forget Good Stuff Happened Today - sometimes fluffy bunnies and uplifting stories hit the spot!

Oh Epic, of course she is going to be upset and worried, but I hope that she can understand that he has made his own choices. Do you have any idea how long he will be in for? Sometimes a short stay will wake people up and set them on a better path.

Yay minions! We all deserve minions.

Ah Zen, steer clear of the crazies.

Bobby & Zoe arrived in Otter Lake at 4:30 this morning. I wanted him to stay somewhere in PA last night, but DH gently reminded me that we would have driven through at his age too.

The eldest got back via bus at around 7am. Then was all miserable because we were scrambling around the house to get things ready for the photographer at 8am. I pointed out in no uncertain terms that he and his brother and the dog were dispatched elsewhere because this house is being sold and needs to be in perfect condition every day because it will have a lockbox on it and realtors can come at any time.

He was all wah wah wah because he hadn't slept. I was not hearing it. Whatever dude.

I pointed out in no uncertain terms that he and his brother and the dog were dispatched elsewhere because this house is being sold and needs to be in perfect condition every day because it will have a lockbox on it and realtors can come at any time.

...I thought his whole thing was "I have a job and a place to stay I can come back!"? Yeahhhhh.

Epic that's so hard! And big secrets, dang. Do you talk to your dad, was he not supposed to tell you? Eesh.

Oh Epic, of course she is going to be upset and worried, but I hope that she can understand that he has made his own choices.

Exactly. Given the nature of the charges, she's very upset with him. I'm hoping she can find a way to "be there" for him without giving too much of her own limited resources.

Do you have any idea how long he will be in for? Sometimes a short stay will wake people up and set them on a better path.

We've heard 45 days (30 with good behavior), though I'm not sure of the reliability of the source at this point. But this is my hope, that it will "snap him out of it". I pointed out to her that though the nature of the charges are disturbing, he wouldn't have gotten probation in the first place, and wouldn't be seeing such a short sentence if it was really, really serious. I was wondering this morning whether his probation violation might have been something like skipping court-mandated counseling or something. He's VERY introverted (like makes ANY Buffista look like the Socialest of Butterflies), but is also ALWAYS RIGHT and you can't tell him anything - it would be just like him to decide he didn't need couseling, or didn't have time, or something.

Anyway, yeah, fingers crossed he gets his mental shit together after this little adventure.

meara, that's part of the confusion right now. My Dad's in Philly for a convention. And is one of the last holdouts in America who refuses to have a cellphone, so I can't talk to him. His wife, who's with him, has one, but I don't want to put her in the middle. Her younger son also lives with them, but is a giant ToolBag, so not a good source of info. So my mom's really mad at my dad for not telling us, but I feel like if my brother asked him not to, it's not completely out of line for him to respect my brother's wishes. Just layer upon layer of WTF.

A sad but productive day. Went to Social Security, waited 45 minutes. Woman at the counter kept arguing that she didn't need certain paperwork, it should be enough that she said the kid was her daughter. Got to the window, told them my story, they looked up his social security number and said, "Oh, the mortuary already notified us." "They said I had to come in and tell you." "I'm sorry." But hey, that's a certificate I don't have to pay for in the future, those things are expensive.

Then went to the bank to change the joint checking account to a single account. I also found the title for my car, and it's in his name, so I'll need to get that changed. That can wait till next week, I'll get VIN numbers and such and go visit DMV for the day.

Hugs for those with worries.

Connie, sounds like a productive day. Keeping you in my thoughts.

Connie, that sounds like a difficult, if productive, day. Good for you, TCB. Keep taking care of you, too.

I went to Michael's as a reward. Halloween stuff is already out, so I bought myself a new skull. That puts 15 skulls within eyeshot of where I am right now.