Ooooooh, some days...

[miladygrey]

Work
--STOP USING HEROIN. Stop deciding you can totally manage your use responsibly now after a few weeks of rehab. You have shot up in front of your small child. You have had custody of both your children taken away. You were not breathing and blue in your bed, and needed three shots of Narcan to revive, and your first coherent words were to lie to your parents (in whose home you and your child are living) and say you're not using, really, those aren't track marks. I have no more sympathy for you.

--You are sixteen years old, and do not have the sense God gave a gnat, as witnessed by the fact that you stuck your unprotected dick in another sixteen-year-old and got her pregnant. Don't try and sell me, Aveline, or the Judge on any sob story about having your whole life ahead of you and not wanting to be "weighed down by youthful error". You have a child. It is your responsibility to help care for that child, especially since their young mother is on runaway somewhere in another state, God keep her. If that means you don't get to go to Disneyland with your high school band this year, boo fucking hoo. Learn how to change a diaper.

--If you want sole custody of your child, maybe you shouldn't be day-drinking every single day while they are at school, as evidenced by the bank and credit-card statements you are required to provide as part of your divorce and custody matter. Anders is now going to have a long talk with you about alcoholism, treatment, and whether or not your ex might be bringing this up at next week's hearing.

Home
Oh my darling and oh the delight of my eyes, if you want to eat healthy and within the rigorous standards you have set for yourself, I need you to help me out with that. You cannot just say, three hours before dinner and five days after we planned this week's menu, "I don't think I can eat delivery tonight. What should we have instead?" and then look at me expectantly. I don't know! I have been answering phones and typing Motions all day! I was looking forward to a dinner with no dishes to wash, much as I'm sure you were looking forward to not cooking! I have no idea what you feel you can or can't eat tonight! If you want to switch oars midstream, you get to do the bulk of the paddling. I will go and get whatever ingredients or ready-made you would like, but I refuse to run myself to distraction trying to come up with dinner on short notice when you are the one who suddenly doesn't want to follow the plan.


*kicks a chair in frustration*

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[havocthecat]

Work - Oh good grief. Sometimes I am frustrated by corporate law, but I think family law would make me want to SLAP PEOPLE.

Home - ...you plan that far ahead? Dear God, I take a look at whatever staples I keep around and figure something the fuck out. I'm impressed as hell.

[miladygrey]

I am so burnt out on family law right now. Those aren't even the worst cases we're dealing with at the moment.

Yeats and I discovered early on that if we didn't plan out a weekly menu in advance, we'd end up either defaulting to take-out several days a week, or going to the grocery store every single day and not eating dinner until 8:30. And since he's calorie-counting obsessively right now, our usual staples--easy pasta, red beans and rice, etc--are non-starters due to carbs. So we plan out the menu, make sure he gets the protein and veggies he feels like he can eat, and I'm not standing in the aisle at Shoprite crying.