PT-LawMom

My father has possession of my Big Ass Truck and won’t give it back. And he put my life at risk to do it (see the end of this post).

I should have known he would do this. He’s been doing this kind of thing my whole life. Every single time my Mother would get a new computer for her, he would stealthly move in and take it over under the guise of it being for her own good because, really, he knows computers better. And, oh yeah, his “important work” requires a faster processor or the newest software. My Mom would let him “borrow” her new toy and next thing she knew it was his…

This weekend I “lent” him the Big Ass Truck which, if you will remember, he wanted from the get-go. He took Chapin Tundra shopping waaayyy back in the day. Then he was trying to figure out a way to buy it off Chapin when he couldn’t make the payments. But my mother nipped that in the bud. And the reality is that he is NOT helping me pay for it. And I’m sorry but as much as I love my Dad, he’s a filthy man. And he gets cars wicked dirty. No freaking way am I letting him take over the truck.

Of course his “excuse” tonight as to why, when he said last night he would take his car and leave me mine, will be that the gas is just too expensive for “poor little [PT-LawMom].” Guess what, Dad? Poor little me is a 30 year-old woman who can take care of her own gas bills and needs to protect this asset until she can sell it and recoup at least some of what she owes the bank for it!!! Argh. I can’t believe he thought I would fall for this.

Did I mention the worst part? I was going to rent a car this weekend to go on my three-hour road trip. In order to get me to use his car (so he could take over mine), he told me his car was fixed. Turns out that it isn’t fixed. He has NO TAILLIGHTS. He sent his “precious daughter” on a three hour road trip with nothing but reflective tape to pick up the light when she braked, but no taillights to show her in the dark. Nice… And lied about it when I asked him straight out. Gotta love that bipolar disorder.