Claimed our college aged son as a dependent, even though it is not in the divorce decree, and the former spouse does not financially support him or have him at his home ever.
I told the former spouse it was against the law. He does not care. The former spouse flipped out when contacted by the IRS that his return was rejected. He called accusing and grilling me of using his SSN. I called the IRS to know my rights. The former spouse then called our son (who claimed himself as independent on his return), berated him and had our son amend his tax return.
My son came home and for the first time started talking about what a dipwad his dad is being. That his dad spent more time bitching about the tax return than caring that his son called him on his birthday. His father was done with the call in two minutes.
The former spouse can be so belligerently wrong and not care. The doofus can be audited, penalized and tracked for 7 years. He makes up his own rules (or tries to enforce them).
When I say it's illegal, he doesn't care. I'm talking to my tax attorney friend (who'll be helping me with the taxes) and see what he says. UGGGHHHHH...
Have been having more showings of the house. But no one seems to be taking the brochures. Does that mean zero interest or they're just in a bad place. I'm going to move them to the kitchen for next time, rather than in the entry way.
With the beautiful weather, I'm getting out and about more. Meeting up with friends and finding my quirky sense of humor resurfacing. I'm still much more comfortable hanging out with my women friends, though I'm making friends with a guy who's recently divorced who I've known on the periphery for years. Just friends.. no more.
I contemplated peeking at match.com or some other site. Interestingly more guys are in the writing group than women. And it seems that serious writers are involved in several writing groups, I guess for all the input. The next meeting is on Thursday. I think I'll pull out three poems to be reviewed.. just to get a feel for things. I am excited about that.
I offered to have Easter at my house, inviting my mother-in-law, sisters-in-law and their families. One sister and her family might come here and the other, with older children and a husband who wants to golf that day, would dine with her mom. We'll see what goes on. When my sister-in-law with the adult children called to tell me the plan, she kept talking about her brother, my former spouse. I'd talk a little, listen more, say it wasn't really part of my life anymore. Then it would start up again.
Finally I realized she just needed to talk. So I listened. And eventually it became fun and normal. The call lasted two hours. It's odd.. or not so odd. The former spouse is finally doing what he'd wanted to do for years during our marriage.. blowing off his family, punishing his mother by not communicating with her.
Deep breath. Exhale.
The upside of the divorce is no longer being caught in the stew of his temperament. Bleechy.. hallelujah!
