I was at the bar first. I didn't go to him. My friend already knew what happened, but not with who because I work with her. I told him if he'd been home with the kids like he was supposed to be on his weekend that it wouldn't have happened.

I think he was deflecting his guilt. Oh and as soon as I saw them, I did finish my drink and we left.

He's in such denial. When I brought it up about him being out on the weekends he has the kids, leaving them without an adult at night, he deflected to me and compared me leaving her with my MOM while I work...saying they were one in the same. Let's see - me working a second job to try to make ends meet......you going to a bar and meeting up with your whore.....yep they do seem similar.

He's crazy.

I don't get how this was supposedly so "hard" for him.....and yet two weeks ago he was telling me he loved me, and is now with her.

He's a self righteous ass. Here's the best part. When he was leaving yesterday I asked if there was anything else in the house he wanted. He said he needed to get his sons' stuff. I said I knew that, anything else? I have some tupperware on a table and he said if I didn't want it, I could box it up (I'm thinking ME, box it up? Keep dreaming!!!!!) then he starts talking about how he needs to get an apartment (guess he and the whore need a room to themselves... )

So I said well now you have a room-mate right? He says he's thinking about using her credit to buy him a house. I asked if she knew she was a credit score to him? He said - well you gotta do something right? I can't make it on my own.

Then I said he's moving pretty fast, buying a house with her and all....and then I said -- well I guess it's not that fast is it -- you've had her lined up for well over a year.

I know, I know. I just don't care. I hate him. How can you say this isn't easy on you when you're over it in 2 weeks?

Last night he brought D by my 2nd job and she wasn't feeling well so I held her for a bit and then they were leaving. She said her stomach hurt and I told him there was Pepto at the house. She hates it so she threw a fit. Later on I get a text from him telling me she threw up at taco bell. (guess his night out was ruined ) I don't know what he wanted me to do about it? Get her? BS! He has NEVER taken care of her when she was sick. It's about damned time that he faces ALL of his realities....

....Understand, that I can't, not be what I am
I'm not the milk, and Cheerios in your spoon
~ Avril Lavigne ~
..."Nobody's Fool"...

me=ok /D'd since 7/07
D=ok