C U Next Tuesday!!

Three days until Tuesday-- the BIG day.  I don't know why I'm carrying on as though I'm going to be divorced after this hearing.  If past experience has taught me anything, it's that there's no guarantees in life... especially when it involves John. 
I had merchandise credit for Old Navy from a while ago, so yesterday I headed to the mall and picked up a new blouse and scarf for the big day.  I also got a reusable coffee mug to use for class..  Tuesday's a big big day.  Divorce court at 9am and first day of college that evening.  Big day.  Big big day.  I've been counting down the days the way a kid counts down the days till Christmas.  I find myself looking at my calender several times a day, every day, just so I can see the writing in the box.  "Court 9am. School 6:30pm"

So, this past Monday, John FINALLY showed up and took the boys out for pizza.  He cancelled the previous Wednesday and Friday visits.  When I asked him why he was cancelling last Friday, his reply was, "I'm going to see my attorney today, JUDY!  Going to put an end to all this b.s.!"  Ooookay. 
But anyway, he showed up on Monday.  I told him he wasn't welcome in the house because I don't trust him.  I told him that his texts have all been crazy and angry lately and that I don't want him here.  He questioned this.  I was blunt with my reply: "Ex-wives get killed and children go missing every day.  I'm not taking my chances with you."   He countered that he's never once been violent with me or the boys.  I agreed. That is true... but I bet he never got his arm burned by a blowtorch at the hands of the mob before either, but there's a first time for everything.  After all, I think we can all agree that there is no telling what he may or may not be capable of at this point. 

So I dropped the boys off at the pizzeria down the street, and then paced my kitchen floor for an hour until he called to say they were finished and ready to be picked up.  Whew!  Long hour.  I don't like allowing him to have this time alone with them, but until Tuesday, I don't have the law on my side as far as needing to have supervision, so for the time being, I dropped them at the closest eating establishment possible, and gave them one hour.  When I picked them up, John handed me a bag full of books and two Christmas videos and said they were from his sister and his sister inlaw from Christmas.  Still, NOT ONE gift from him for the boys yet.  Shocking, I know.

The next afternoon, I emailed my two sister-in-laws to thank them for the books and videos, and let them know the boys loved them.  I added that I wasn't sure which one of them gave which books because they were all in one bag together, unwrapped, but the boys loved them all.  A few hours later, I got a reply from John's sister.  It said this:  "I'm glad the boys are enjoying the books.  They must be from D though, I didn't give them any books.  I got them the remote control cars...." 

Funny.  They haven't gotten any remote control cars.  John is stickin to his story that he has Christmas gifts for them at his house, and if we "ever" come up to visit, they'll get them.  When I pressured him for details about what he bought for them, (because I told him that I assumed he hasn't gotten them any gifts and that's why he didn't want them upstate on Christmas).  His reply was:

"I got them each a remote control car...."

C U Next Tuesday John!!!