Sunday, February 27, 2011
My Babe and bro tease me about my ADD but this is ridiculous. I went from doing laundry and leaving it half done, to sweeping half the living room, to checking Facebook and drinking my cup of coffee (which I’d thought I’d finished…) on the sofa. Then I started sweeping again, took the trash out, laundry again and then took my laptop out to blog…and went back to the washer and dryer. Jesus.
Anyway. During the quiet moments this weekend with my kiddos (the few seconds here and there when one wasn’t smakcing another or me having to scold because one told another to ‘shut up’–their father’s doing SUCH a great job. Not.) I read paragraphs from old blogs I used to frequent. Their lives seem so…normal. So easy. There is no mention of pending divorces. No ex’s who make life difficult. No mention of excessive bills left by said ex’s. No mention of feeling like they’re lost and slowly losing it the weekdays & weekends they don’t “get” their kids. No ex telling anyone with ear drums pity stories to get attention. And no mention of getting a hilarious tip about their ex trying to (quite unsuccessfully and pathetically) get under-age girls to sleep with him.
I should really write a book.
In the past few weeks I’ve been privelidged to a lot of…information. And even though I’d LOVE to go on a rampage and just talk smack about some idiots and divuldge lots of juicy info to certain people to rattle their worlds as mine has been…I just don’t have it in me to do it. That was my problem from the beginning: not announcing to the internet and the world how much like crap he treated me. How he told me everytime he got drunk (and it was quite often) how unhappy he was with his life. I painted this wonderful picture about how happy we were and it was a sham.
It’s already going to be a year since he was off talking to Patty, meeting her Downtown behind my back and accusing ME of doing that. A year since he left the house because he needed “space” while he was off talking to girls on Facebook and meeting them places. It’s been 3 since the pathetic fool tried time and time again to get Abby to fall for him. So yeah, we weren’t happy for quite a while.
He goes around telling everyone about how I left him “and the kids”…when he’s the one who clearly handed me divorce papers in August, after threatening me with divorce since last April. HE’S the one who took my kids from me, put up ‘no tresspassing’ signs, called the cops to ensure that I couldn’t get to them, put a frickin’ TRO on me to futher ensure that I couldn’t have them. Oh, but he goes around telling everyone that I abandoned them, just like I knew he would. The kids didn’t even want to leave back to his house today, they never want to, but he goes around blabbing about how they never ask for me and don’t care about me. And people just eat that up. He’s the one out at all hours, even when the kids are with him, different girls in the house with my kids all the time (and I know this for a fact). And he talks about Karma and God with such passion (when he NEVER believed before and would laugh at anyone who did). But I do, and always have believed, and I know that everything will fall into place in due time :). And all that lovely info I have…well, I’ll just hold onto it for a rainy day ;).
