I'm in Louisiana visiting Eve and George... attempting to relax and have a vacation.
Or in theory anyway.
Josh starts screaming at Carol... she told him that if he didn't stop
the abuse she would call 911. He took her cell phone away. Now for her,
this is her life-line... her text to friends, her other son, etc. Ben
(her other son) attempted to get in contact with her... after getting no
answer to her text, or a reply from Josh that he had taken the phone
phone away "for her protection"... Ben had to call the house phone to
reach her.
Once he found this out, Ben called the the Kyle Police to handle the situation.
So yeah... imagine 2 or 3 police card at mu house... neighbors must have
had a pretty good show... Josh and carol locked the door and refused to
let them in... they talked through a window that was open... until the
police came within 6 feet of the window to hear better... at which time
Josh and Carol felt they were at COVID19 risk and slammed the window
shut.
About that time I got the call from the police while at Home Depot getting stuff to fix Eve's sandblasting equipment.
Yeah... that's always a fun phone call to get... when the police call to see what to do at your house.
Ok... so then Carol tells the police, "Nothing happened... it's all
good." This right after both Ben and I had given the police the story as
to what life has been like there for her... she basically called us
liars... so we had enough. She lied to me and said she was going to fly to Seattle in the morning... I called Ben... he had not booked a ticket... Carol said she was "looking for a flight". We were like... if you didn't feel threatened... you would not be saying that you were looking for a flight. Right?
She was caught backing out of her story... no backbone to follow
through... Ben and I were fustrated and tired of the situation. We had a
conversation about it.
So that was the last straw... Ben bought a plane ticket, I called my cab
driver to pick her up at 5am... and off she went to Seattle.
NEVER to return. I'm done. I'm going to attempt to maintain any sanity I still have.
Josh thinks he and I can live in harmony... I'll give him a shot... but
honestly... when I get back I doubt he will last a week. In all
likelihood I will end up going to the court to evict him and I'll be the
"bad guy" as usual. I don't know where he will go... hopefully he will
get some help... but i can no longer "live" like this. I'm not going to
do it.
But then perhaps I'll heave peace.
Unless... you know... it's 2020 and a meteor hits the house or I get COVID19, or Yellowstone explodes.
I'm taking bets on Yellowstone for August... yeah?
Sunday, July 12, 2020
Carol left for Washington
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