I had to call him to find out what time he wanted to meet so I could pick up the kids. Instead of meeting at the place we did last time, he changed towns & directions--I'm not even sure where the heck this place is.
I asked him why, he asked me why not. Instead of keeping my cool I asked him if there were any other drop off points I needed to know about so I could pull them up on Google maps now so I'd know where I was going.
"What's your f#$@ing problem with turning left on St Rt Whatever in BFEland??"
"I don't have one. I'll see you then. Bye."
Is this a game I'm just going to have to get used to playing?
And to think 12 hours ago I felt horrible about being mean to him.
This rollercoaster sucks.
formerly known as "shelbel" Me 40, stbxh 40 DSs 9, 7 & 3 M9, T10 Stbxh is a diagnosed bipolar & an addict. The end.
