Cluster F*ck

Okay. So the plant where Steve is employed is officially shutting its doors in 12 to 18 months. WTF??? This company has been in town for over fifty years. It is a manufacturing icon of the city. When other plants laid workers off, down-sized, out-sourced, or closed their door altogether, this plant stayed profitable. Now it will be just another empty manufacturing building in a (small) city where manufacturing was once king.

Sad.

But what is even sadder is that, after almost ten years, Steve is going to have to start over again. The company has offered him a job in their Georgia plant- with better pay and excellent benefits, including a relocation packaage-they are even flying their employees down for a week end to scout the terrain. But Georgia is a long way from Abby (unless he gets custody,) even farther from Scott, and way too far from me. I promised Troy I would not take his kids away from him, and I mean to keep my promise. If it was just me, we'd be gone at the first opportunity- but it's not just me. It's my life, plus the lives of four kids. I have uprooted them enough in their short lives, and they have weathered an enormous storm since their dad and I split up. I just couldn't do this to them.

D'town? Yep. CMI? You bet. Even Lafayette. But not Georgia.