Filling up the Banana Boat

Years of notes…all gathered together.

How often do you need to recall what happened on a specific date? Probably not very often. Imagine if you needed to keep track of everyday for years. I have enough material to write two books.

Yes, I am serious. I think “I Used to Drive a Mercedes” will cover Sept 2004 to 2009. My other book, no title yet will be from 2009 until this divorce nightmare is over.

I guess now that I’ve taken the time to organize the random piles of journals I realize I have quite a bit of writing to do.

Here’s the intimidating pile of journal records. The banana box has room for more. I never know where I will find piles of journal pages.

Ready to write,
~P

An interesting note

I was just thinking how interesting is was that even after multiple contempt charges, I was only ever found guilty of writing “on the driveway” and “on the truck tires” in chalk.  The “hindering of business” is what got me yanked out of my house.

If you shared property and business with your spouse and there was an issue with worker’s compensation taxes, employee taxes and truck insurance wouldn’t you be concerned that the trucks were still going to roll out of your driveway and possibly be involved in an accident?  Sorry I tried to warn the employees.  I guess I was just to turn a blind eye.

Do you recall all the contempt charges that had been filed against me?  http://girlboxer1970.com/2011/09/02/issues-to-be-addressed/

My home stability has been established.  Finally!

The judge did not find me in contempt for my blog, as I predicted.  Ha!  http://girlboxer1970.com/2011/09/02/20000/

All that barking made by John and his lawyers about my home and blog!  Other than costing a fortune in lawyer fees, it didn’t amount to dick.

So I blog onward, passing 30,000 site visits now.  I feel good about the custody hearing.  Not that I am 100 percent certain a court will grant me majority custody, but, that the future is promising.  No matter where Tesla lives, she knows her mommy will be there for her.

Always,

~P.

P.S. Judge Dorney asked how long I have been interested in writing and I answered, “I started writing in a journal in 7th grade.”  She appeared impressed.