So when do you decide that fighting isn't worth it? I mean how far do you go to get what is rightfully yours?

Stan spoke with the workman comp government office today and it looks like we have 3 more possible steps. The biggest issue is that we don't have a witness of Stan's injury at work. The only witness there is, is his boss and he's denying that the whole event took place. Even though he filed the claim with his insurance office.

The lady Stanley spoke with was nice at least. She stated that she sees small businesses do this alot to their employees because they don't want their premiums to go up. However, since the claim was filed their premium will go up anyhow. So they are fighting a losing battle. I guess I can see how karma is kicking in there a little bit.

The three steps are review by the government after they get permission to his medical records on the incidient. Then a table top settlement attempt and if that doesn't come out in a solution it can go to court.

Honestly, I don't think we'll go as far as court and I'm not going to spend any money on this. We'll go as far as we can without out causing harm to our family and our pockets.

Part of my stubborness wants me to keep fighting but part of me is tired. Right now it causes us no stress to file some more paperwork. If they judge in our favor, great. If not, I'm not going to fight anymore.

Like Stanley said, I think we just need to concentrate on finding him a job and let everything else go.

Strangely I was comforted to know that Stan's old boss will see an increase in his premium. I don't want it to hurt him financially but I do want him to realize that he shouldn't have fought this. It was a losing battle and that he should just help his employees. I hope it makes a switch click in his brain.

I'm at my wits end. I don't know what else to do. We've tried everything under the sun.

Hell we even have Joxer on a food study, hoping that would fix the issue. The issue is that he refuses to use the litter box.

Honestly, I'm starting to think he doesn't feel safe with a puppy in the house. Though they rarely see each other in the same room.

But we've done numerous tests and there is nothing physically wrong with Joxer. He just chooses not to use the litter box.

We've tried getting a litter box for each kitty, we've tried moving the litter box, we've tried different brands of litter. Every time I find a smelly spot I spray it with natural's miracle or a water/vinegar mix to deter him from thinking that spot is a pee spot.

So of course he never pees in the same spot. Today I caught him peeing on the floor, right next to where they sleep. Which doesn't make sense...

I don't know how much more I can take. I hate walking into my house and it smelling like cat pee.

So I'm left with only a few options. Keep searching the internet for answers...which I've tried basically all, try to find Joxer a home where he can be lead kitty, or give him to a shelter.

I refuse to give him to a shelter because I still love the kitten. Finding a home is proving to be difficult during these economic hard times. Even though he'd be coming with 7 months worth of free food and other study benefits.

Its just so unfair to Joxer especially if the addition of April is the case. Technically he should have priority but frankly the dog never gives us issues. She is well trained.

Its just so frustrating!

Today was worry the Kira day :(

I've made an appointment with a new midwife as my new insurance doesn't cover my old midwife. Lady from the new office calls today to inform me I have a 3K deductible. I about freaked :( I specifically got the buy up plan where the deductible is only 1K.

Well I think we have it squared away now. The problem is that I'm having to do this while I'm really not in the insurance's system yet. I'm in the temp files till they move everything permanently.

Anyway its been fun...

I'm just hoping I like this new midwife. Its the only one I can go to that is close. The next closest is in dallas :(

I work as a receptionist in my dads pediatric medical practice. Everyday we go to lunch together, when I was pregnant with my now 2 year old son and he knew I couldn't handle the smell of restaurants he would go out and get whatever I wanted and we would eat in the office. My friends think I'm the most spoiled person on the planet. I think I have the worlds best daddy.



Just read this on a blog and all I could think about is how great my parents are. Its the little things they keep doing that makes my life so much easier.

I feel loved. :)

I giggled :P Gotta love corny jokes :)

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Lately, Stan and I have been feeling kitty parent guilt. Mostly because we have been debating on finding new homes for Sampson and Joxer. Not because we don't love them...mostly because the fur is getting out of control and we are scared of having the new baby in the house and them thinking its a good idea to jump in the crib. Both of them are untrainable, of course, they are kitties. They see anywhere they can't go as a place they must go.

Then the fur is bad. Even if we were to vacuum everyday I have to get a sheet to sit on while I'm out in the living room. Otherwise I'm just miserable with itchy nose syndrome. :( So basically I'm never in the living room...

I feel bad because we are basically breaking our promise to watch over them till they pass but at the same time part of me wants to take the less stressful road especially with the new addition.

We would definitely try to find homes for them. No shelters. I want it to be somewhere where we can visit and love on them.

Anyone ever go through this dilemma? Have any suggestions or thoughts?

I think we need to start our crafternoons again...I like April misses the attention. lol

I'm currently working on a small b-day gift for Young and a graduation gift for Sophie. Young's may be done by Sunday but I doubt I'll be able to finish Sophie's. Its just something small but I'm enjoying making them.



Saturday is our company picnic which I'll be going to with my Daddy. Most of the games is for kiddies but we can get free food and play bingo. Mostly I just need to show up. Plus I want to show off my dad.



Sunday I'm going to the Renfaire with Stanley, Young, Christi, Sophie and others I don't know so well. It should be fun. Though we don't get to explore the faire by following Young's stomach. hehe. Maybe we can follow mine.



The only sadness is that I don't fit into any of my costumes anymore so I can't dress up. Oh wells I guess I'll just have to be goofy with my friends.



Stan and I spoke with a realtor yesterday. We'd like to upgrade our house. Though it appears that it’s going to be difficult. Basically we need to sell our house before we can buy another. I'm just hoping that we can sell it for a little more than what we owe on it. The house needs some work. Most of it is cosmetic unfortunately. We got the yard cleaned up and we are now working on the inside.



Our house is currently a mess as I haven't felt good to clean. So Stanley is going to have to do a lot of work. I made a list today of everything that we need to get done as I think Stan gets over whelmed by it all. The list isn't bad.



The only thing I really won't be able to help with is painting the bathroom. Unless I do it with a mask and take many air breaks. I just want to paint certain areas white so we cover the dry wall and the window frame.