It's good to know my W is not the only one who spouts crap! Some of the things she says are so "fantasy land" it makes your jaw drop. She even refers to her L by first name!
I like that. Seems so frickin stupid, doesn't it.
Journalling. Update from early Sunday morning. Operation Bed Reclaim was a success. But the way it happened was "dramatic".
I dozed on the chair on main floor. Woke at 1:10 when D16 came home.
Went up and was going to head into bedroom, but door is shut and tv on. Turns out W is on phone. Some on the convo I heard: * have to talk to my sexual coach on that one * I will be in same city as you (not ours) * are you surprised I like that? * I will be watching that hockey game *S13 same height as her (relevance makes sense later) * I have reclaimed my bedroom
With the comments of same city and hockey I heard, the only conclusion I had was - yup - OM.
So after 15 minutes outside door, I walked into bedroom and stared at W. She asked what I wanted, told person she was talking to that she would call back. I asked who she was talking to. She said a friend that was having a melt down - the friend texted her and asked W to call - who did I think it was? I said not sure.
If it was this friend, she is from our city and knows our kids well - W wouldn't have to explain height of k's.
W demanded an apology for storming in - I offered none. She asked what I was doing and I said going to bed here - she left.
She again said we are done, getting D. Accused me of controlling (why else would I need to know who she was talking to she said). I told her to drop the contolling cr@p (sorry folks - had to let that one go).
She said my L will love to hear this one (not sure what that meant).
When she said we are getting D I suggested she leave. She said no to which I replied I am not going anywhere. She smirked and said that's what you think. Then said I should stop with ther threats
She left the room, came back and said wait til you hear what your kids have to say. I responded with wait til they hear what I have to say (oops again). She said that shows what kind of parent I am and shut the door.
Not a great approach. Lost my Joe Friday image (sorry Puppy) a couple times.
At least I have more certainty of what I am up against. And I am back in my bed.
Tomorrow is another day...
H 34 W 31 M 11yrs D 11 D 9
6-1-08 I wanted to fix marriage 6-11-08 I found out about OM
