Ex-files...

John called yesterday, some story about how he's getting a lawyer to clear up his warrant (cause it was the court's fault he missed his court date, *eye roll*) and he's moving into a suitable place for the boys to come visit. I proceeded to remind him that he has no license, no car, no way to get the boys, and I'm done doing him favors. He started to scream at me, so I hung up. Haven't heard back since. Talked to his mother this morning, his "suitable" place is a travel trailer with no food in it, him, his much older girlfriend, her 18 year old, 15 year old, and younger child are all living there as well. Like I'm sending my children there? Right...think again. I keep hoping he'll get his shit together, but I've been saying that for almost 12 years now, and it doesn't seem to be happening. Thank goodness the boys have a good father, right here at home....