I have a few more thoughts that I want to add to my previous post.
In the conversation last night, he seemed so bitter towards our daughters, both of them. He even said he was thinking that it wasn’t a good idea to give K the car, as he had said he was going to do.
I regret that I didn’t help my daughters get jobs during high school. I think maybe because I felt like I “had” to work in high school, I didn’t want to transfer that to them. But I think I have done them a disservice by not encouraging them to get jobs.
I regret that I personally have not handled money better. In high school and college and the first part of our marriage, I handled money very well. But in the time since we moved almost eight years ago, I’ve gotten into some very bad habits. And I’ve gotten discouraged about money in a way that I never was before. I’m not excusing myself. I just regret that I didn’t handle things better.
All I can do is go forward.
Oh, I talked to the credit union, and I won’t have any problem getting the loan.
I’m at work right now, but if I wasn’t, I would be absolutely bawling. This hurts in so many ways that I literally cannot even begin to express.