I had a fairly nice Thanksgiving, though I had some rough points. My xH never called, not even to talk to S4. I left him a voicemail in the late evening, asking him (again) what time he would be coming by to get S4. He called back this morning and I didn't answer. He left a message, giving me a vague idea of when he would be over and then added, "If we could just talk directly to each other, this would be much easier. But whatever, bye." He was clearly irritated. So, I waited a while and called him back directly. He answered the phone and seemed surprised that I called. I immediately told him that he had a small window of opportunity to pick up S4 and he needed to make sure he was here during that time. He was a little irritable about it, but I stood my ground. He said something about how I was always flexible before and I said that I can't always be flexible and reminded him that I had asked him as early as Sunday what time he would be coming by and he didn't get back to me until Friday (the day he picks S4 up). He gave in reluctantly and agreed to be here between 4 and 5.
We talked about storage stuff and out of the blue he says, "My truck is dead. I have no vehicle...and I can't afford to fix it." I asked how he was getting over here to pick up S4 and he said he was borrowing a friend's truck. I said, "Okay," and changed the subject right as he was starting to go on about it some more. Honestly, I don't see why I should have to listen to him complain about his truck being dead, or his financial problems. He doesn't listen to any of MY problems, that's for sure.
When he arrived, he came inside the house and asked me how I was. I told him I was good and didn't ask how he was. He engaged me in conversation about UFC and we talked about the Hughes-St. Pierre fight and shared a few laughs. It was nice and it made me feel good that we could have a brief moment of friendliness. As we were talking, he noticed some flowers a friend sent to me a few days ago...but he didn't say anything. He looked at them, then looked down and away.
I helped him get S4 out to the jeep he was borrowing, which I am assuming is OW's. There were no license plates on it, so either he took them off because he thought I might try to figure out who she is that way (yes, I probably would) or whoever owns the vehicle doesn't have it registered. My xH doesn't have a license, so that's quite a risk that this "friend" is taking, no matter how you look at it.
He didn't hug me at all, but I did keep myself sort of far away from him most of the time...and I crossed my arms across my chest. So, I guess I wasn't very "welcoming" with my body language. Still, I guess I was hoping he would initiate a hug.
As he was getting ready to leave, he pulled up his shirt and pointed to his cell phone and said, "I'm back to normal now," or something like that. I looked closer and realized he's using his old cell phone. He looked bummed as he told me that he had to sell the old cell phone (a PocketPC) because he needed the money. I remember when he got the PocketPC, he was so jazzed about it...like it was some sort of status symbol or something. He bragged to friends and family. That was during the time when he was really trying to get his "business" off the ground (which never happened). So, now that's four things that have not worked out as planned for him: his attempt to run his own business failed, he has to move back into Joe's soon so his attempt to live on his own failed...and he lost his fancy cell phone and his truck took a dump.
I guess karma does work, but I'd sure like to see his R with the OW start to fall apart soon. It seems like the universe is telling him something. Is he listening? Somehow, I doubt it.
