Today at work I received more court papers in the mail. I looked at them, and couldn't figure out exactly what they meant. I knew they had to do with the lawsuit my mother is filing against me. After work I called a friend who is an attorney and asked them to look at the papers. I felt uncomfortable asking a friend for a favor, but I needed to be sure that I was done with the case. It turns out I was.
During our discussion about it they noted that it took them 6 months to find me to serve me with the papers. I know from talking with my exhusband that they spoke to him looking for me. Because I'm renting a room that includes utilities, have a month to month cell phone and have not updated my driver's license address I had unwittingly made it impossible to find a home address to serve me at. They had to settle for harrassing me at my work address.
What my friend said next kind of cut into me emotionally. They said "they couldn't find you because you lead a mediocre life". They're right. I'm not famous. I'm not an expert at anything. There's no reason whatsoever for the world to beat a path to my door, much less even glance in my direction.
That bothers me. It shouldn't. Famous or infamous I'll die and eventually be forgotten. In theory you should only have to be important to those people who love you. I guess I just feel invisible.
