Plank removed from my eye, too late for WAW? 7

[Heimlich]

Yeah, it was NOT a happy feeling. I've never liked getting that drunk. Anyway.

So, this was somewhat interesting. W called earlier today. Lauren was going crying inconsolably about her halloween costume, "I hate it. I look like an idiot. I don't want it. etc. etc." W called me to see if I could talk her down. Took me about 20 minutes, but got her mostly settled down. Basically, she got jealous of Casey's dress, wanted it, and decided she didn't want her original one. Basically, you can wear it or not, but we're not buying you another. Anyway. She called back later (Lauren) said she was going as a witch (last year's costume).

So, W called back later, wanting to know about scheduling for this week (girls don't have school Thursday and a few other items). I mentioned that I was planning on driving down Sat and would like the girls a few days this week (because I won't see them and because of work schedules). I hadn't mentioned this to her yet because my boss was out today and I just got in touch with my dad this afternoon. I was trying to explain myself and she kept cutting me off. Exchange went something like this:
Me: I'm trying to explain what I'm thinking regarding going down
W: you haven't told me anything. I don't want to get off schedule. I'd like to keep the current weeks we have for holidays.
Me: I agree. I think we'll be able to work something out that we can both see them.
W: I don't want them bouncing back and forth during the week.
Me: Sorry, but I don't want to go a few weeks without really seeing them.
W: Something about scheduling.
[to this point, i had been patient and trying to get my point across. she was not listening.]
Me: I am so sorry that her death is an inconvenience for scheduling with our girls. I thought that we would be able to work out a plan where we could both see them and still keep on the same basic schedule.
W: [got a little heated] I'm not trying to be a biatch on the scheduling here, just tyring to figure out what's going on. You haven't told me anything.
Me: You are being a biatch. I'm trying to explain what I'd like to do. I didn't figure this out until today anyway. My boss is out today, so I can't confirm with her that I can do this. You keep telling me that you don't want to talk to me and need space. I didn't have anything to say, so I'm giving you the space you want and didn't call for that reason. If you want to change that dynamic, fine, until then this is me giving you space.
[she got kind of quiet]
W: OK.

Another minute or two of scheduling talk (basically me saying I'll confirm this tomorrow) and then a goodnight.

That's not verbatim, but the general flow of the conversation. I tell you what, I am sick and effing tired of her assuming she knows what I'm thinking and feeling and acting like scheduling around the girls in a huge imposition on her. She chose this route. I have been extremely accomodating regarding handling the girls and she knows I'm a good dad. And I know she's a good mom.

Anyway, don't know what to make of this, but I'm not just going to sit back and be a wuss.

BD