Almost forgot to mention something else that happened last night.
At one point my hackles came up. I let my anger get the best of me, not a good thing.
Once the house sells, I am planning on moving back to the city where we originally came from, so is H. H mentioned, that if by some miracle the house sells before the end of the school year that his parents have suggested that they keep D12 during the week.
That went over like a lead balloon. My response probably could've been a little more calmly and kindly worded.
"So your parents want to keep her during the week, you get her on weekends, leaving me without custody? F*** THAT!"
"They were just trying to help."
I just looked at him and didn't say anything more about it. Thankfully, he changed the topic. Hopefully he realized how absurd a suggestion it was. I admit, the mama bear claws had come out and they were sharp. But honestly, did he really think I'd be cool with it?
Geez, I wish he'd grow a backbone and tell his parents that this isn't their situation to handle and to butt out...
M:36 WAH:41 M:16 T:17 D:12 SS:21 Bomb: IDLY 10/29/11 Separated same day, about an hour after the bomb.