it means:
I don't have to hang out with you anymore and pretend to listen to you.
I don't have to hang out with you anymore and pretend to like you
I don't have to hang out with you anymore and pretend to care.
I DON'T HAVE TO HANG OUT WITH YOU ANYMORE. PERIOD.
what this means for you:
STOP calling to "chat"
Stop coming in to "tuck the kids in for bed" and then CONTINUING TO HANG AROUND AFTER YOU'VE tucked said kids into bed.
Stop inviting yourself into what were once family activities that you were never that interested in participating in while we were married.
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Ex#2 has backed off somewhat, but I had to blow up and tell him to BACK OFF. One weekend that he had the kids, he called me every single day and even twice on one day. I didn't answer any of the calls. If it were important he'd leave a message.
It's so intrusive. It's so aggravating.
Anyway, as I said, he has backed off for the most part.
Holidays are approaching.
The schedule for Christmas is this: Buggy will be with her father Christmas Eve, Bubba will be with his father for Christmas Eve. Both children are to come HOME Christmas morning around 9ish. THEN IT IS MY TIME WITH THEM. MINE.
Ex#2 (seriously, shoot me if I ever suggest, hint or even entertain the idea of remarrying) whines the other day on the phone that he doesn't have anything to do after he drops off Bubba.
*silence on my part*
He continues on that maybe he could hang around while the kids open their gifts from Santa.
*silence on my part*
*deep breath*
THEN he says that my Aunt....MY AUNT...invited him to Christmas at her house later that night.
FOR THE LOVE OF PETE.
He plays the poor me card so well that my (reiterate MY) family invites him.
Hi. We. are. divorced.
*deep breath*
So after lighting up a smoke, taking a deep inhale I finally spoke.
I said, if you are attending MY FAMILY'S Christmas later at my Aunt's then NO. You may not hang around my house Christmas morning.
We'll see how it all turns out.
Where the hell is his girlfriend to put an end to this madness? WHY CAN'T I PUT AN END TO THIS MADNESS?
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Just got an email from EX#2 asking me out for dinner...SERIOUSLY...what the hell?
It's not even funny anymore. For real.
Friday, November 13, 2009
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