Malfeasance

Whatever you do, don't ever get hurt. As soon as you are injured your life is not your own. I'm in midst of malpractice hell and it has nothing to do with the excellent medical care I've received. It was the deliberate act of an officer of the court that put me in this unwieldy financial predicament. Now I'm in the midst of a process that consists of paperwork and depositions ad infinitum ad nauseum. Now they want to deposition my son--again. I'm trying to keep my real life separated from the case so I am not going to be able to share what I'm planning with my son. We can't have him revealing the true extent of my flakiness by accident. I have to treat this process as though it will go to trial and I can't allow them to "try the victim". My attorney called with three dates for my son's second deposition. I'm waiting for my son to call me back to discuss it. Oh, Well! It is what it is. I have to live through it, like I did childbirth and all those surgeries. I need a Valium, but will settle for a St. John's Wort capsule and a beer.

I plan to work on listing things on Ebay until about 7 pm, then I'll run errands and drop off some mail and check the PO Box. I always feel threatened when I get a contact in regards to the accident case and I need to work on guarding against those feelings. My security is NOT threatened. I can run away any time I want to. The most vulnerable time will be when I've sold the car and before the van is ready. I think I should just sell everything now. There is still a lot of stuff that I shouldn't be harboring. Today I'll sell the larger collectibles and try to get all the miniatures listed by 7:00. I'll make jewelry when I get back tonight.