BM has the skids with her right now. She flew here on Monday and I have blogged about it but I was nervous she brought BF. She never does. I knew she was up to something. I had this flip flop feeling for three months and couldn't figure out why.

She brought BF so she could have him "serve" DH at his own lawyer's office. BF is a process server.

Pretty darn sneaky.
So now, we will probably have to pay thousands of dollars to fight for the skids.
But it gets worse. DH is away with work right now and the hearing is while he is gone. I am 90% sure he can get it moved due to government orders but I am still sick to my stomach.

The worst part of all this is that DH just wanted to have the boys stay here in the event he has to leave for an extended period of time. It isn't like he is suing for her to give up her children completely!
MIL said - and this is the first time she and I agree on anything - BM didn't want the skids when they were little because they took all her time. Now they are older, she wants to be a full time mom.

As I type this, I am shaking. It really sucks to be military all day long and keep my composure but as soon as I get a piece of bad news in personal life I crack. Why can't I be a damn Soldier all the time?

I don't pray, but gosh dang it I might become a believer real soon.
I feel like there is this screaming inside my head! It's dying to come out - like the Hulk - and I am pushing it down and down but at some point, when will it all explode out of me?