Well more insanity:

Journaling:

Pick up kids from her parents. Daughter has a an All Star Game. It starts raining the time we are to go. I decide to call the wife to see if son can stay with her a ice cream shop because I don't know what is going on with the game and it would be easier to deal with one child. She doesn't want to do it, and she is done in 15 minutes anyway. She decides it is ok. So we hang up. Son says I don't want to be with mommy. I want to be with you. This is killing me so I call her back and tell her that he wants to go with us.

She says ok, I'll call you and I have to tell again how to get to the fields. She asks me to call her or text her if they are going to play.

It's almost 7:30 and my daughter is playing great she comes up to me and says when is mommy comming. I said I don't know honey because cell phone service is bad in this area. My wife shows up. I'm thinking this is great we will get to spend some time together in public and watch our daughter play. Well that isn't going to happen. A big storm is brewing and the clouds start coming in. Seriously I think she brought it with her. The clouds look tornadic. My wife starts getting scared. She doesn't like storms because her mother petrafied them when they were children.

Then they call the games on the on the fields. My wife is getting nervous and says come on son come to the car with me I don't want you to get caught in the storm.

Really nothing is happening yet it just looks bad.

Son tells her no. I'm going with daddy. I said honey my car is right there a 100 feet I'll drive you to your car. Then she starts acting like an idiot. Hurry up and get him in the car. I have to carry two chairs, a pop, candy, and you know everything we brought. Do you think she would just help me to my car. No... Then she keeps yelling at me to put son in the car. There was really nothing to worry about. There was no lighting just a lot of cloud activity. She keeps yelling son are you just going to daddy's and he says yes.

Afterward as everyone was departing the female coach came up to me and said was that your wife. I said well really I don't know what to call her. STBX. Seperated for two months now. She says well that makes sense because she was really sh|tty with you. I said thank you, because I'm walking around this planet thinking I'm the crazy one.

Then I get the ultimate slap in the face. When I get home there is a dirty laundry basket on the porch.

I call her and I'm calm with her. I said really were you going to call me and tell me you left your laundry. I said I don't mind doing it because you did mine for years while I was working. However I don't think you should have just left assuming that I was going to do it for you. She said well your daughter didn't want to come in. I said ok. Like I said I'm calm with you because there is nothing I want more then for us to get back together. I said everytime I feel like I'm getting through to you or can talk with you. Something happens. The other night the cell phone network went down. Then you and I were having a decent conversation and the power went out. Now tonight I felt like you and I could hang out a little and this big storm comes 5 minutes after you arrive. I just can't win. Then she says ok, well I'm next in line at Wendy's here, and she says good bye.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I just can't win.