Good news in a way

So the lawyers called my sister. We have some firm numbers to go on now.

Kind of....

The insurance settlement has a number attached to it. While we're not entirely sure of the specifics, it could be somewhere around $350,000. If you remember, we were expecting less than $100,000 so this is good news. Also, my dad took out a seperate life insurance policy for my brother (who loaned him $25,000 because he's an idiot and didn't realize my dad is inherently bad with money) that's worth $50,000.

So, there's stand to reason that we will be getting more than expected. If we get anything at all which will depend upon how well our individual lawyers play well with each other.

So, while I'm not saying that there isn't going to be a fight over all this, things are definately improving. I've also come to a sense of peace surrounding the whole deal. What happens will happen. It is meant to be and no begging on my part will change the outcome. Much.

Cruising the newswires.

I read stuff like this and all I have to say is: You know there had to have been a turkey baster involved in the conception of that child.

Updating

So, no real news on the settlement front other than my lawyer calling to tell me that her and my step-mother's lawyer are playing phone tag. her words.

And, you know what? From here on out, I'm going to refer to the step mother at Vickie since she never even came close to deserving any sort of title close to the word "mother" unless it's combined with the words fucker or something else appropriate.

Did my taxes (think I mentioned that, but, hey, it's my blog and I can repeat myself if I want to). I'll never truely understand the people who wait until the last second to file. Zach....
Work is going ok for the most part with the notable exception that I want to kill the other guy I work with. He's gotten to the point where he'll do the bare minimum that he feels he needs to do. Which, I can understand because some nights that all I feel like doing to. The problem is is that his idea of the bare minimum and the required minimum is something completely different. I was off Friday night and when I went in Saturday night I discovered that he basically hadn't finished his job which meant I had to finish the Friday night audit before I could do Saturday's. Plus the fact that he just stuffed everything he used into the audit pack, which isn't how it's done...!!! The monthly stuff stays out until the end of the month and the GNS's go in the binder with the rest of them like EVERY OTHER TIME YOU'VE DONE IT YOU STUPID IMBECILE!

I'm seriously trying to get him fired at this point. He's not working out not because he's not up to the job. he could do it if he wanted to, but he doesn't. And he obviously doesn't like me. I say that because, well, he never talks to me. He will say maybe a total of 5 words to me in the span of eight hours being together in the office. There's been a few times where I've said something to him and not only does he not say anything, but he doesn't even bother to stop what he's doing on the computer (which I promise isn't work related) to look at me to acknowledge the fact that he heard me. That's not being lazy. That's just plain rude. I can handle lazy and I can handle stupidity. But I cannot handle idoits who don't want to work because they feel that it's beneath them. So, fuck him. I'll get someone else to do the job. Don't think I'll let a little thing like managers get in my way.

Oh, yes. This bitch is going down.

DUI

"So, I think I have a drunk driver in front of me."

"Oh, really? How can you tell?"

"Well, they're all over the road for one. For two they're speeding down and slowing up."

"Speeding down and slowing up? Yeah. Pretty sure someone there is drinking..."

The wheels of justice are grinding me into pulp.

So, monday I called my lawyer and told them all systems were go on our end and we can go ahead and get ahold of the insurance company and get this over with.

Then, yesterday, I got a call from her, telling me she'd called the insurance company and....

wait for it.

Someone had ALREADY FILED A CLAIM!

Does anyone want to take a guess as to whom that may be? My late father's wife. See, she has her own lawyer. And he filed his claim, but we have to wait for him to get back from vacation in two weeks, before we go any further with it. This lawyer (who sounds rather questionable, if you asked me) also went into other subjects in reference to what he's been doing for my step-mother. Including live insurnace claims (plural!) and other various things. Tiffany told me it would probably be best if any further communication between us and my step-mother be done through our respective lawyers.

I'm not happy.

I'm not happy in that we were including her in our settlement. We were going to keep her informed once we got things started. I had planned to call her today to let her know what was going on. But, it seems she beat us to the punch and then didn't bother to tell us. My brother's been getting smoke blown up his ass I think. She never wanted us there in her house since they were married. I don't see why she'd want to share any of his settlement with us.

I'm smelling a fight coming on. And I'm seriously ready to put on some hurt.