I'm making great headway in my quest to de-clutter and organize my paperwork. I'm still not ready to get started on my taxes but maybe that will come this weekend. I need a quiet house to do that!
Yesterday while going through my documents and figuring out which ones should be shredded I re-discovered a letter I wrote back in 1993. Yep. That long ago. And you know what??? It made me angry all over again to read it. Back then my ex-husband was in arrears in child support by several thousand dollars. When I needed him to sign the agreement to finally sell our mobile home so that I could get the mortgage on my house he said he would not unless I signed HIS document telling Friend of the Court not to pursue the arrears through garnishment. With both of my young children in the room I could not argue with him and that made me soooo mad. He had me where he wanted me -- I couldn't risk losing out on my house so I had to sign his damn letter.
Finding that letter in my file box made all that anger surface once more. Such a spiteful, flat out wrong thing to do. He owed the money and I had gone months and months without the proper support. Somehow he thought the $20 he was getting away with paying to me each week was satisfactory but apparently the court thought otherwise. I had no choice but to sign that letter that day and I hated the control he had over me. So many people think he's so nice but I know the real man and I'm grateful that he's not in my life.
Oh, and the letter -- I shredded it, along with all of the other child support papers. Done, done, diddley done.