I documented the ridiculous vmail she left me telling me to put my big boy pants on and to act like a man. And how that motivated me to drop everything and drive straight to the courthouse for the writ of restitution. And then another car accident.
Today I received a call from the sheriff telling me he posted the eviction notice on the door! This means they are OUT!
My big fear was the judge who hates me would find a way to delay further. But he surprised me and actually did his job! And to my amazement the sheriff was out the next day.
What's up now, bitch? I put my big boy pants on, didn't I?
Moral of the story: don't fuck with me.
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