Yes Romeo, but the trick is not to just think it but to believe it! I went to the high school open house alone tonight. D13 was sick and doctor put her on anti-biotics. I decided that D's friend was going and if she told D that it was a great school then I wanted to be there and have my own impression to go by. If D wants a tour the guidance counsellor said she'd be glad to take her for one. We'll see. Afterwards i dropped by wife's to give D the info I picked up (and some cookies they served). When I arrived wife rushes to the door and starts in on me about an issue with insurance for D's drugs. Apparently wife's company has D's birthdate wrong and therefore wouldn't pay for her part of the prescription. Then she started ranting about how she has enough to do and doesn't need to have one more phone call to make blah blah blah. I didn't even get a hello! She then proceeded to tell me that she'd heard bad things about the school I'd just visited blah blah blah and carried on about how she couldn't imagine how D would decide on which school to go to anyway blah blah blah I said "I think it will be the one that serves the best cookies". Then she asks me if I wanted to stay for dinner. Is she nuts! I was so relieved to get the hell away from her but I felt sad for my kids. I can leave they can't. It's amazing, she's just like her father was. At work everybody's buddy but when he came home the family would get the brunt of his frustration. Two peas in a pod those two. It's all about her...always. Sometimes I'm just so glad to be out of that hell hole. For so many years I was living with this crap and trying to make the best of it, make it better, constantly putting out fires...now I don't have to. Well I think I'm ranted out now. Later Dbers.
