'The Big Plan'

Ah yes, and the conclusion of the insurance money.

X has an idea. Now the only way that I will get my half is this.

This plan.

Follow with me.

I first need to go to the bank and sign the check in front of the teller and have her stamp it with a stamp that says 'endorsement guaranteed' Girlie's family has worked for banks for many many years so she knows all about 'endorsement guaranteed' stamps.

I will then give it to Youngest and X will give the cash to Youngest who will bring it to me.

As a side note; When I was trying to get the keys to my house from X, I told girlie (again speaking to X is forbodden) to just hand the keys to Youngest. No big deal right? Wrong! UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES WILL THEY BE INVOLVING THE CHILDREN IN ANY OF THIS! And true to their word, they did not hand the keys over to the boys, in fact made that exchange as complicated and ridicules as possible.

My first difficulty? You guessed it. I could not get my bank to stamp the endorsement thing. They looked a little confused when I talked about it. I finally asked if they had ever heard of it. Yes, one teller had, however they haven't been done in years. A liability thing, they just don't do them anymore.

So I called another bank, the bank X banks at, thinking maybe they would do it. No, no they don't.

I endorse the check and send it off with Youngest, who said, 'you know they're going to have a fit'. Of course they will, there is little I can do.

The hand off went well and all is done.

I can't help thinking. Why all the drama? I can see them, chatting together, maybe rubbing their hands and thinking of ways to complicate this. Thinking of things to say and ways to say it. Working out all their reasoning's for what they wanted. How much time was spent talking about this and planning this? How many people did they talk to about this? Dozens I hope. And I'll bet they all think X is nuts. Nobody will tell him that. Nobody ever does. I guess it's rather rude to say to someone 'gee, dude, you're kind of crazy'.

One person I know did let him know how nuts he was. She very quietly and seriously gave him the card to her therapist. She said 'You really should call, I think you should talk to someone.' I did not find out about this for years.

I'm glad it's over. The money was safely handed over to me and then, just as quickly, handed off to pay off a large debt of mine. (I borrowed to save the house) Every time I have anything to do with X it's complicated and unpleasant. I call it crazy making. It gets into my brain and makes me feel all yucky inside. I do all the self talk, 'he's nuts, forget about it' 'he's just trying to upset you, don't let it' 'don't give him the satisfaction that it's making you crazy' 'you've moved on' but I seem to be powerless over these feelings. I've lived them too long and I remember many many crazy things.

It's over. I'm relieved.

I'm also sad. I'm sad that we can't communicate on any level. I'm not surprised. Not really. I am the latest brick in his wall against the world. The world that has treated him so unfairly. Dealt him so many bad cards. Hurt him beyond repair. No one understands him. NO ONE! Well, girlie thinks she does. She's a smart woman. She will figure it out.