Stressful Day

Tomorrow morning is our court date. I've been stressed out for several days, imagining myself walking into the courtroom only to see a well-dressed black man sitting calmly at the front of the room. I instantly know he's Baylie's birth father who has come to claim his rights. I'll be so relieved if I walk in tomorrow and he's not there.

I thought that would be the extent of my stress, but I got a call from David this morning telling me he no longer has a job. The Music School called him to say the school is closing effective today, so he is out of work. I was surprisingly calm until I found out that they also don't plan on paying him for the past two weeks that he's worked. I knew that kind of thing happened in Argentina (because it happened when I lived there), but I didn't realize it happened here in good old Happy Valley.  This couldn't have come as a big surprise to them and I think the whole thing smacks of a serious lack of ethics.

So between the two of us, we've spent the day checking out unemployment benefits, school loans, Utah Labor Commission, job postings, etc., etc. At least now I know why I was prompted not to leave my job when I had the chance earlier this year.

I've checked with the attorney and they've said this won't have any negative effect in court tomorrow. I hope not.

Today has not been one of my favorite days...