So it was a long weekend. Started packing things up Friday to get ready to move in Saturday morning to the townhouse.
I didnt' realize how many pairs of shoes and items of clothing I owned. I still need to get the dresser from Sarah's room for my own use.
Lori hooked me up BIG TIME with bedroom furniture. We got the bunk bed that Dave built himself and Aaron's old bedroom dressers. It all came together once we had it all in. The girls are REALLY excited about their new room.
I stayed at the house again one last night because my personal items were still there and I didnt' have a shower curtain or more importantly, phone or cable. Plus we had to drop off John's truck at the dealership for a recall problem.
So this morning John was being a dick over his schedule change again. Poor Rachel was upset that we were going to have to drop her off so damn early and she would have to sit all alone again. So after a few more tears were cried, he finally called in late. What an ass!!!
I was very close to telling him to just take my damn car and call off work myself to stay with her for 15 minutes! He NEVER puts those girls first - ne never did before and now suddenly he's regressing back to that way of life again. I remember through counseling that I had to point out how if there was one slice of cake left, he would gladly take it instead of seeing if the girls wanted it. That's the type of selfishness I dealt with for 10 years and he's going right back to that. Its really pissing me off because he had learned to be so unselfish for 8 months of counseling. Grow up JOHN!!
So Friday night - he went over to a friends house for dinner. I bet he never asked them if Rachel or Sarah could go along. Which was fine by me. Rachel, Sarah and I stopped at Tom and Shelly's place in our development instead of hanging around the house. The kids were having a blast soaking each other with the water from their pool.
Shelly left for work about 7:30 and Tom and I hung out for a little bit drinking beer. What fun. Had lots of fun talk till John showed up pissy. He said he had been calling my cell phone (which wasn't even on AND in my purse in my car). He didnt' like me sitting there with a man though - you could tell. So I left pretty much after that. Actually after he went back to the house, parked his truck then walked back down. I'm sure it had everything to do with him feeling insecure about me talking about our divorce. Even Lori agreed that he must have been bad-mouthing me to the neighbors while I was gone on vacation. She said she could tell by the discussion he has had with Dave. That's just wrong and unfair, but typical of his way of behaving. I won't do that to him. I remind people all the time that he is a great guy who can be lots of fun. Even when I get mad at him - putting him down is not the type of person I am.
Saturday when I was at the townhouse I had to ask a neighbor where to find my mail. LOL. Apparently we need a key to open the mailbox, which Kathy must have forgotten to give me. My neighbor's name is Jeremy. A good looking guy. He laughed and said she forgot to tell him too when he moved in last year. Turns out he's 34, divorced and father of three, 2, 6 & 8. His ex lives in Camp Hill and cheated on him. I had to explain to him that the marriage was done when she made that decision. I said every person who cheats has to ask themself am I willing to throw this away and ultimately the answer is clear when you chose to go ahead. Plus I pointed out that some people make it so easy to cheat these days and if you really didn't want to throw it all away, you would never get caught.
Oddly enough, Rod and I wanted to get caught- maybe I should only speak for myself when I say, at least I know that I did. It was a quick way for me to get the message across. And it never happened that way.
So Jeremy and I talked for a bit, but had to stop when the kids started getting restless. We agreed that we'll discuss it more sometime. He and his girlfriend live on the end townhouse. I think I'll be liking my new neighborhood just fine.
Rod e-mailed me on Sunday - he was enjoying a few beers with his son and watching the Dallas game. He also said he was contemplating on "holding off" on his treatments if his liver biopsy comes back with little or no damage. I don't blame him - he would be able to withstand treatment better anyway if he were spending his life with me..... I will make the discomfort and pain seem painless. :)
2:38 p.m. - 2005-09-12
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