Okie dokie. Just a little vent here and then going about my day.
Dropped kids off to H. Asked him if he might keep the kids an extra night next weekend. He said we should switch because he wanted to go to a friend's play anyway on his scheduled night. Well, I really wanted to go to same play that night (last night it is happening)...so I said it. He said oh, well maybe we could get the kids covered and go together...I didn't answer but I'm thinking nope, I will just have to miss it. Or there are two showings and I could find out which he is going to and go to the other but probably not worth the drama.
Then H texted that kids mentioned that I am taking them away with me for my upcoming b-day (relatively close trip). I said I am considering it but I will let him know via email what my plan is.
So, Mr. Petty Pants responds with a text about how he'll probably be in Europe with Rock Star and then later in the fall back in Europe and tropical island and he'd love to have the kids with him for at least a week or ten days...with "!!!"
Ok, so, I wanted to tell him to stop using our kids as pawns and just because he feels thwarted or out of control because I am now moving on and making plans for myself for my b-day, he doesn't have to interject his enthusiasm about taking the kids out of the country for over a week (something he knows I am not even amenable to and that is a much bigger deal for me than him as I have been with them almost every flippin day of their lives)...and never mind his bragging about his fabulous lifestyle that may or may not be even happening (while of course, he doesn't have a clue what he'll get paid, blah blah blah)!
Anyway, I skipped that response and just said "I will email you any pertinent info."
He's not stupid so hopefully he got my drift.
I have to say that while I don't miss him and I am being extra social and feeling good, I read about other sitches and still lament that ours is headed so narrowly toward D. I still sometimes wish there was a way...the beautiful thing is that I would have to be as convinced as he would if not more, so I don't feel so victimized or out of control. In all of my "ok-ness" I don't think I will ever be someone who can be glib about the hit my kids are taking...at least once a day some manifestation of their disappointment arises.
Thank heavens for me (and for everyone obviously), one can feel more than one feeling at a time. So, I can feel good and have a great day AND be a bit bummed about the "reality" of my sitch...
Really feeling warm fuzzies for all of the brilliant and generous people here.
