She believed what I said, and with good reason, I meant everything I said. After I told her to move out, she called me and told me it'd take awhile to get movers to come to the house so she could move. I told her to pick up the phone call the movers and get out. Timid doodler was riding the wave.
To be clear though, I'm the same nice I've always been, but I won't allow myself to be used as a doormat. By the way, the OM doesn't come near my sons; for some reason he thinks I'll break his neck. Strange.
