Ain't that the truth? I was on the blower today with some family members who absolutely broke down hearing the stuff that's being "proposed."
Even now I can't get my head around it -- that she could know that this execrable screed her lawyer sent purports to show that I "owe" her, who earns 5X more than I do, over a year's pre-tax salary as of right now, and that my "debt" increases every day (with interest), yet could still have the unmitigated gall to demand practically in the next breath that I be "flexible" and accept her idea of hiring an overnight babysitter to watch the kids (in lieu of her own custody) on a weekend that I'm out of town, so that she can go to European Capital ("it's the only week I can get away, and I want to be there with 'friends' Saturday night").
I've asked it before, and I'll ask it again -- who the hell do these people become? Were they always there, lurking, or is it something about signing the Walkaway Oath of Office that requires they turn into such Compleat A**holes?
Well well well. Living well indeed. That is the best revenge.
Though I seem to recall my old platoon sergeant also saying something about judiciously utilized high explosives....
