How do you spell Bloop? :shock: The noise that a small stone makes when it falls into a pond. Plumpf? Plampf? Plomp? ~ ponders ~ All these questions, and no answers.

So, she took me to court this morning. She didn't even ask to move away in her affidavit, and the judge still found in her favour. I can't restrain her from moving. Well, at least I managed to have her drop the kids off half way for me to collect them. I guess that's something, and at least that way I won't have to face her house when she's finally built it.

Life as a separated father is unfair. I know, in America it's the same. I give you an example: She's got a block of land, lives still in the family home rent free, got a brand new car, but she is suing me for money... does that make sense? She gave up her business, and now I'm expected to carry her financially. Is that fair? No. It's not. It's not fair, but it's the law. They call it a justice system. I call it a joke.

3 weeks or so before Trouble is going to move in. Sometimes I think I'm not ready, but then I don't think I ever would be. I want this. I want her to move in. Maybe I'm reckless.

Anyway. Peace. Out.

PS: Just got a letter from the Child Support Agency. They've set up a meeting in Hobart, Tasmania... ~ ponders ~ that's about 2500km and one ocean crossing away from here... why do they do stuff like this? Bureaucracy? ~ shakes head ~ more happy thoughts later.