Getting my life together.

I have had some difficulties in the past. (Not just with men, but they usually have something to do with my problems.) I trusted someone, yes a man, to go pay a couple tickets for me. I gave him the money and he told me he paid them. I had no reason to doubt him. We had been living together for awhile when he "paid" the first one. (You noticed the quotation marks. Yes, that does mean he didn't really.) So I trusted him to "pay" the second one also. I have no idea what he did with the money. Take his girlfriend out to lunch, pay for a room for the afternoon, buy paintball crap, I have no clue. Needless to say the state was none to happy they didn't get their money. I also had no idea they had suspended my license. I found this out 3 YEARS (yes, it needs to be shouted) later. Cop pulled me over for busted taillight (co-worker told me I needed to get if fixed just the day before). Took me to jail in handcuffs. (Yes, I was cuffed like a criminal and placed in the back of his patrol car.) He was very nice about it all. Let me call someone to get my daughter, and take the car to my house. Waited until she was out of site before slappin the cuffs on me. (No he didn't really slap them on me. I said he was very nice. He put two sets of cuffs together to me extra space. But I was still cuffed.) I then spent the evening at the county detention facility awaiting my time in front of the judge. Now, of coarse, my license is still suspended. I've had to spend lots of money in an effort to get them back. I have been very fortunate that my friends and family have been willing to ferry around so I can continue to work and provide for my child. Hopefully things will be worked out soon so I don't have to do this anymore.
After all this is done and behind me, I have been debating moving. Not just a minor move, I have been thinking about a major relocation. I'm not sure where I want to go, but I've been thinking a change of location may be a good thing. Maybe someplace a little warmer in the winter and cooler in the summer. Midwest might be what I want. Somewhere big enough to have really good band program in middle and high school. (Kiddo plays the flute-very good-in honor band. Just have to brag a little.) I've been thinking Texas lately, but I would have to brush-up on some Spanish. I'll have to put some more thought into it, but think sometime this year we will be moving.