In addition, I got to listen to a whole car ride of the kids recalling all of the funny stories Daddy told at the party last night.
And H's mom was there when I picked up kids and was telling me to just try (because I guess I looked stressed out when S6 was sobbing) and she said that "he is really hurting" and "he is trying to come up with money to give you." I couldn't deal, I told her "you have no idea how he has treated me. I can't take anymore, I'm done." And I told her I am going to work tomorrow.
Waste of flippin' energy. Too tired to keep it together.
