Tuesday, April 29, 2014
The Last Straw
I think I know what this particular straw was made of and why it sent Jaymie over the edge into Crazy Town territory. I mean...she had to be nuts to want to face me in court. Even if it meant getting me out of her low life for good, she had to know I was gonna let it fly. Daddy James and Geek Boy would never be able to look at her the same again.
So what was it? I had not contacted her in over two weeks. Why now?
The last straw may have been Sharon, Jaymie's ex-employer The job Richard got for Jaymie with Sharon was undoubtedly the best one she had ever scored. It was a bright star on an otherwise dim resume. When I asked Sharon to help me get Jaymie to talk, I was tipping the scales, adding one final stick of straw too many. Jaymie knew I'd tell anybody about my wayward husband and his baby whore to get what I wanted. Until now, none of those people might be detrimental to her future. That bright star in her work history was becoming overtly dark and smarmy.
I could be totally off base. Jaymie had been fired, so maybe she wasn't listing Sharon on future job applications at all. Sharon already knew about the affair. I mean, I did walk into her office shouting, "Did you know Richard was fucking Jaymie?" (That was quite a day! You can read all about that here: Manic Meltdown Part 2)
Truth is...who gives a damn? The last straw may have been named Daddy or Kevin or Sharon or maybe just Jaymie is sick of Shawn's shit. Regardless, the straw was not to be denied.
Jaymie got no satisfaction from the call made to me by the sheriff on 11/11/11 but even though I had not tried to contact her since October, the following week, on 11/18, she filed a restraining order against me. I didn't know about it until after I started this blog on 12/01/11. I guess they were a little back logged at the Sheriff's department. Not a lot of available staff to drive around delivering paperwork for restraining orders based on bull-puckey written by a dip-shit that thought sleeping with a married man nearly three times her age was a good career move.
My timing has never been great. Just as I had decided to move on, to find a way to heal myself, Jaymie was stamping her foot and was getting ready to rumble. Ironic, right??
I start writing. Putting my pain into words on a computer screen in hopes of discovering the beginning of my Road to Happy.
Less than a week after I started typing my story, I found The Healing Heart. The blog was a good first step. The members of the Healing Heart message boards were a giant leap.
A couple of days after that, Richard gets a call from Sharon.
Jaymie was kind enough to call and let Sharon know about the restraining order. Again, not sure why she decided to keep Sharon in the lurid loop. If I had to surmise, I'd say she wanted very badly to make me out to be the evil bitch in all this. She was playing the poor innocent young girl taken advantage of by a filthy old perv and then terrorized by his wicked wife.
Whatever her motives, it served me well. I knew about the restraining order before I ever got served publicly.
I wasn't dreaming about getting served the subpoena at my store. My business partner, Nikki, knew all about my time in Crazy Town, but it wouldn't be fair to her to bring it to our place of business. Nor was I enthusiastic about the Sheriff showing up at my house with the paperwork demanding my appearance in front of a judge. The thought of my kids answering the door wanting to know what Mommy did to require a visit from law enforcement was very unappealing.
No prob. As soon as Richard got the call from Sharon, I drove straight to the court house and served myself! So simple. I wasn't hiding from this.
Even though I had made great strides to find a new road to recovery that didn't involve Jaymie, I was more than ready to hang a U-turn on the Road to Happy I was just beginning to discover.
The last straw that broke Jaymie's back set in motion the opportunity I had wanted for so long.
I was gonna throw dirty straw all over the courtroom!
So much for finding my Road to Happy just yet.