That Widow

Day 77 and just when I think I’m growing into being an adult.

Had to call probate court again, I asked where to find the paperwork to fill out. She laughed at me and said I told you yesterday to find a lawyer. I told her to go fuck herself because I know it’s paperwork I can do especially since my husband died with a will. She didn’t like that too much and let me know I could pick up the packet of paperwork and there was a $200 filing fee. Why thank you sweet Beverly, I’ll be there real soon. What a wicked lady, she seriously laughed at me. I’m over here trying to figure out life as a 35 year old widow with 6 young boys and she wants to laugh at me because the back messed up my mortgage? She’s a wicked old bitty and I hope she steps on gum.

Anyways, I finally got a lawyer, which is complete BS if you ask me, and he said he’ll look over things. I guess that’s as good as it’s going to get at the moment.

Day 77 and that lady is a snot and I hope this lawyer pans out.