Well well well.
I have contact from the alien. He text me and called me.
He is ansy about the divorce that "We" have agreed to expedite. He wants me to call him.
I will not respond. He is baiting me.
He can get the same information by contacting his lawyer. I will not give him any reason to blame me for his unhappiness. He is all on his own there.
He sounded good. He cleared his throat and sounded measured and calm. I did not recognize his voice at first.
I am taking care of ME. I have my own agenda to see to.
I will not give him a chance to bait me into spewing at him.
Let him wonder.

I worry that this will seem like I am done. In a way, I am. I do not want this man. If he figures it all out and `comes back crawling, then that is another day.


I think he misses me, and that is why he is choosing this route right now. That or he wants to blame me. Ok.
Not interested in soothing him right now. He is on his own.


Having fun with my kids. Just for chuckles, I will report a few Kindy comments from my new darlings.
* In an effort to impress his new friend, one young fellow was talking about chest hair with a new classmate as we were walking outside.
* As we were listing class rules one little girl (who can't keep her hands out of her shorts) enlightens me with her knowledge of proper animal care: Don't kill chickens. ( I have yet to discover the first chicken in Kindy. I am a bit slow!!!)
Another cherub. cutie pie wants to inform me that a good class rule is no flipping people off. Guess you have to know the family.

All is well. Typical kids. Love them all.
Maybe have to bring my pole in for inside recess.
Hoooolly


Bomb 1/06
D dismissed 11/07, attempt reconciliation. Premature.
Divorce final October 31, 2008.
OW looks like bad history. Over.
Still hopeful. Baby steps.
In R with my X.