D called me today to see if I would print out some pictures of Jupiter for her school project that we have been working on. She said she could get them when she comes here on Wednesday, but I told her I would drop them off tonight, so I stopped there after work.
After discussing the pictures with D, W says that the kids are both going to play basketball this year and the cost is $50 each. How much am I going to pay and how do I want to handle paying for hot lunches?
Taking a page from her book, I told her that I wouldn't pay her any more until the court order was changed. That is what she said about our agreement regarding placement of the kids, even though the mediator said we should change it right away. Then I told her that I was already overpaying her by $800 per month, which is what my atty told me.
Then she got all pissy and said something like, so I am paying for clothes, sports, lunches, blah, blah, blah. I told her if she wanted to change the kids placement arrangement we could talk about the money. She then told me that I have to pay her that much so she can afford to live in the house. I asked her if she thought that was going to continue. She said she didn't know if she was going to live in the house or not and it was only according to me that I was overpaying.
At that point she told me to get out and said "you're always right." I said, "You're always right." Then she said "You're always right about the money."
I left and felt both sad and pissed off on the ride home. I know I didn't handle it right, so I was sad that we fought about it because I don't think that helps me, but at least I stood my ground. I was also pissed about her sense of entitlement.
So, although I knew I shouldn't have done it, I sent her a text that said, "I can't help it, I am just doing what my attorney tells me to do. (normally her excuse). The attorney's know what they are doing. I pay you 3 times what you make in a month. To say that you are paying for all of this stuff is a complete joke. You've certainly got some sense of entitlement going on."
This whole thing just makes me mad.
We haven't talked much since I moved out, but on Sunday she sent me a text asking if I had the manuals for the lawn tractor and snow blower that she kept, which I don't. Then she said "Stooopid Packers." because they had blown a play in the game that they eventually lost. We used to love to watch the Packers together and even had a lot of what we referred to as "Packer sex" during the games. That was always fun! Anyway, not sure if that was an attempt to connect or what, but I just replied, "No, I don't have the manuals."
Ok, well this is getting interesting. I guess we'll just wait see what happens next. I was going to ask her what her plans were for the house, but thought I'd forget about it. I'm guessing that we are going to have to see the judge to get this sh!t settled.
