24 hours...

I'm not a nervous wreck, but I'm not far off.. Tomorrow is a big day.. 24 hours from now we should know whether the courts will allow us to move or not. My witness, I think, fell through (I haven't heard from her). I also haven't heard from the other person that was supposed to write a letter for us. So that makes me very nervous. Hopefully I'm just freaking out over nothing and it will be very cut and dried.

Today I'm trying to pull together a lot of random information. There's a lot of stuff that's "hear-say" basically and a lot that isn't. So I need to make sure that I provide as much "proof" as posible. That may be hard. My involvement with the kids and their activities isn't up for debate though. Hopefully that will speak for itself.

I keep thinking about stuff that I should say or do or bring or whatever and it seems that things keep coming to me. I know we could be there for a whole day but obviously won't have that much time.

I don't want to give any power to the idea of 'what ifs' and so I really haven't considered them.. although I know they exist. I'm anxious and hopeful that the magistrate will listen to things objectively and things will go in our favor. I feel bad for jamie but I'm hoping that it will, in the end, improve the relationship that he has with the boys. Re-arranging priorities can do that sometimes. *crossing fingers*

This is the last bit of research. My nerves are shot....