It's already done. I changed my phone number. Fast and easy . . only costs about 20 dollars added to your phone bill in three easy payments . . . LOL!
I called this morning before I changed the number and told him he could call his grandmother or my mother if he needed anything, that I was having my number changed.
I did it mainly because I am sick of the OW calling me. She called me yesterday morning . . . and I have been "screening" my calls. Well now I'll be able to pick up my phone without the fear of having to listen to crap from her. I hate feeling cornered like that.
I don't care if he had the number . . he doesn't call that much and I do have his kids. But if I give him my number she'll just get it again. I DO NOT WANT HER HAVING MY NUMBER. Plain and simple. That's what I'll stand up in court and tell them too. I'll tell them to look at the phone records and see that she had been calling me.
That can't make me look bad. That I don't want his girlfriend calling and harrassing me. She gets in his phone and takes the numbers. So he'll never get my number again hopefully. I hope he enjoys the bed he's made for himself . . . I hope it's lumpy. . . the one he's made for me sure is. It's going to take a while to get all the lumps rolled out flat.
Don't worry Nicola . . no matter what I'll finish the schooling. It's slow going with the fact that Felina has STOPPED napping . . . so I don't get anytime until 8 at night . . and by then I am too pooped to even think about picking up those books. I need to get her settled back into something the resembles a routine. It's been a rough 2 weeks.
