TheBanyanTree: It's official.

[LLDeMerlè]

My child is gone.
 
Organized, labeled, packed up, morale rescued from the clutches of a
sniveling father, Stephen has left to go wilderness camping with a slew
of big, burly men and a bunch of Tenderfoot Boy Scouts.
 
Here’s the place, in the heart of the Adirondack Mountains, hours form
home, 45 minutes from what I loosely call “civilization.”
 
http://cnyscouts.homestead.com/files/asc/camp_sabattis_history.html
 
 
It was touch and go for a few days and the father telling me he wouldn’t
force him to go when I hadn’t heard a fearful peep from him, and guess
what?  This wasn’t my idea, ANYway
it was the FATHER’S.  So, when
Thursday evening came and Stephen came to me wringing his hands, saying
that he didn’t think he was ready to go to Sabattis, my jaw hit the
floor.  I said, “The time to decide not to go to Sabattis was before we
spent 300 dollars on registration and equipment.  I sent him to take a
shower.  Christine informed me that her father told him he would have a
good time but that “no one is going to force you to go.”
 
I really hate when exes make decisions for everyone and especially when
they play with your checkbook.  It’s just so rude.
 
He came out of the shower and cried and carried on about how he wasn’t
up to the  ___ (pick a number) mile hike every morning, so finally, at
11 PM, I called his father on the phone (kinda hoping I’d wake him up)
and had him talk to him.  Yes, I was desperate.  I had to find out about
the dreaded hike, which was reminding Stephen of his winter camping hike
where his snowshoes broke and he had to hike uphill, both ways, barefoot
in the snow for 15 miles which ultimately translated to 3 miles, once I
talked to the Scout leaders, but you get the picture.
 
Got him to bed, spent all of yesterday preparing to leave, dodged a few
bullets sent out by the ex, snatched Stephen from the jaws of hell by
not allowing him to sleep over at his dad’s the night before moving
out
.and, well, you probably have got the idea that I am exhausted.
This house looks like someone turned it on its side and shook it, then
put it down, again and my in-laws are coming on Tuesday.
 
Anyway.
 
My child is gone.  Both the ex and my husband tell me that they didn’t
think he was going to make it, but he was happy to go, in the end,  
 
And now, we dance.
 
 
 
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