If there is one lesson I’m learning, it’s not get attached to anything. My family yes…stuff, no.

Two weeks ago, while talking to corporate about the dj franchise I was told, “Yes, we’re going with you as the owner”. Four days later, David and Teresa came in to legally retrieve the business from Jerry and, I thought, hand it over to me.

NoooOOOOOoooo!!

The following tuesday, David and Teresa come over to inform me that corporate has decided to give the franchise to another who has many more resources and business experience then I do. The guy at corporate made them tell me. They were not happy because after all I had given so much to make this work.

To say the least, I was unhappy. In fact, this is the first time I could think about it without bursting into tears. All I’m left with is a lawsuit against jerry to get back the money I’ve had to pay when he didn’t pay dj’s and the wages I haven’t been paid for six months. Fortunately, the new owner, who still wants me to stay on as I’m a great dj, is willing to help me get all the paperwork together so I can file my lawsuit. Rough estimates suggest I’m owed around 10K…money Jerry will never pay willingly, so I expect that I will have to garnish his wages to get back the money that my greatgrandmother gave me to take on this business with. Since it’s not my money I spent, but hers, I have to file and try and get it back.

I still haven’t talked to corporate yet. I left a message the day after and told the boss of this franchise that I felt he should have called me personally to tell me I wasn’t getting the franchise after having just told me the week before, that I was. I get an email. A stupid flipping email explaining his reasons. Now while I don’t fault his business reasoning. He had legitamate concerns and on a purely business point of veiw, I don’t fault him his choices. What I don’t understand is why he felt it necessary to lie to me. I’ve spoken to melissa the new owner and I know what she was told she was getting it at the same time I was told I was getting it.

Now you guys could probably say that they didn’t want me flying off the handle and chucking everything and wanting it to “run smoothly until melissa could take over”, but that’s bulls**t. I’m not that type of person, and after six months I’m disappointed that they thought I could be that type of person.

Supposedly I have a phone call coming and I plan on asking this very question. In the meantime, I have to figure out what in the hell I’m going to be doing to get financially on my feet. I gave up my spot in the music therapy program for this year so I could pursue the franchise opportunity. They only take new student in the fall. So I’m screwed for AT LEAST one more year if I choose to still continue that route. Melissa wants me involved in the franchise, but I can’t keep doing weekend gigs forever, I don’t want to be a sponge to my children’s child support. I would so much rather have that money go to their mission/college fund. Right now, I do have a few babysitting opportunities, and they will help for now, but do I really want to continue babysitting everyone elses kids. Right now, I have no life outside this flipping apartment, and babysitting will tie me here even more.

It’s been a week since the bad news and all I feel is calm about all this. And while I have shed plenty of tears I haven’t been hysterical. I’m reminded of my favorite quote: Sometimes God calms the raging storms, and sometimes He lets the storms rage and calms the child. I find myself saying “oh well” and looking towards the next step I must take.

I am tired though…while I have many blessings, I’m tired of battling.

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