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meezergalToday we heard from my dad's lawyers: the Wisconsin Supreme Court has decided to look at his case. This was a tremendous blow to all of us, dad most of all, of course. I'm absolutely crushed for him. We had all thought, including his lawyers, that since the Court of Appeals upheld the original decision, so would the Supreme Court. Now we're looking at six months to a year before we know anything more--if the Court will just look at it and affirm the original decisions, or if they will send it back for a retrial, or throw it out. Statistically, the odds are in our favor, but then, that's what they said about this decision.
I'm so sorry and so sad for my poor father!!!! First, mom dying not so long ago, now this...it's so awful for him! I want to cry. It's horrible. It's worse than horrible. Words can't describe what it is. The poor man has no real life, being a quadriplegic, and then his wife dies, and then this happens. I think my heart is broken.
Also, the people who saw the house twice made a reasonable offer and we had to scramble to buy time for me--they wanted me out in thirty days, which is unreasonable in any account, and we had (foolishly) been banking our winning the case now so I could get the house. Luckily, there had been no condition report made of the house when it was put on the market, and time was bought that way while we talk to my mom's lawyer and hopefully find a way to turn the house over to me (as I wanted to do right after mom died) or at least find a way for me to live in it till the whole case is settled. I was mom's full-time caretaker; that has to count for something.
I'm still job-hunting. My unemployment has kicked in, at least.
Please, spare a few prayers/vibes/positive thoughts for me!
I'm so sorry and so sad for my poor father!!!! First, mom dying not so long ago, now this...it's so awful for him! I want to cry. It's horrible. It's worse than horrible. Words can't describe what it is. The poor man has no real life, being a quadriplegic, and then his wife dies, and then this happens. I think my heart is broken.
Also, the people who saw the house twice made a reasonable offer and we had to scramble to buy time for me--they wanted me out in thirty days, which is unreasonable in any account, and we had (foolishly) been banking our winning the case now so I could get the house. Luckily, there had been no condition report made of the house when it was put on the market, and time was bought that way while we talk to my mom's lawyer and hopefully find a way to turn the house over to me (as I wanted to do right after mom died) or at least find a way for me to live in it till the whole case is settled. I was mom's full-time caretaker; that has to count for something.
I'm still job-hunting. My unemployment has kicked in, at least.
Please, spare a few prayers/vibes/positive thoughts for me!
