My mother died 18 years ago. So that's one thing. Then five years ago, on Mother's Day, XW and I had the last blowup that led to my fateful decision to let her kick me out.
I say it that way because it was calculated. She'd said in February 2009 that she wanted me to leave. I talked her into waiting until school year was done. Then March went really, really well and I thought we'd turned a corner. Then a remark to D15 -- then D10 -- turned the tide the other way. Then Mother's Day. I had an ear infection. XW was away on a scrapbooking weekend. When she came back house was a mess because I'd been in bed for two days. We went to her mother's house -- things were OK. When we came home she blew up at D10 for not having homework done. She came down stairs and blew up at me too. And instead of listening and letting it blow over. I got defensive, which I've since learned is exactly the WRONG thing to do.
When the fight ended I was on my way to my friend's house and that was the last day we were a family.
Looking back. I should have just gone to bed. I should have just let her vent. I should NOT have left. I should have made her leave. I thought by leaving she'd beg me to come back in 30 days. I left all kinds of money in checking account and she found biker guy within 60 days.
And that started this journey.
On the schedule, this is my weekend. But she gets them for mother's day and I get them for Father's Day. And she still hasn't had that baby. So last week I texted offering to switch. She could have them all mother's day weekend. I'd have them all father's day weekend.
That allowed me to umpire a one-day tournament yesterday and make $140.
That gives her the girls three straight weekends and SHE HAS TO HAVE the damn baby sometime in these three weeks. She was due last weekend.
This means I don't have to see her lying, cheating face on Mother's Day.
Well, I'm off to the professor's house. I'm not all that excited to be going today. I have stuff to do here, but I'm not being very productive.
I did get to see D15 for a moment. I got her a job so she can make money for her Europe trip next summer. It's tough for teens out there, but I pulled some strings and got her in one of the more sought after work places.
She's mostly going to work weekends in the summer and she's liking it so far. But it rained today and they let her go early and she needed a ride and got ahold of me first.
Life marches on even when you want it to just hold still for a while.
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