who are you and what have you done with the jerk i divorced?

So, My ex husband’s wife HATES me. 

no surprise there… i guess thats fairly standard.

I had always assumed the tension (anger, frustration, custody drama) between me and my ex was because of her… but tonight i got what i consider to be tangible proof. 

She and all of the kids are out of town, leaving my husband home alone for the first time in years. Now to be clear, we are both remarried, we have no romantic interest in eachother whatsoever. but we WERE best friends for years. so talking to him like a stranger, it hurts.

He called me tonight to talk about when im going to pick up the kids for my visit with them. and we TALKED for 45 minutes! about stupid shit. about his job and my lack of job, and the kids, and his truck, and just a normal frikkin conversation. 

Its sad that this makes me happy. I guess after years of drama, its nice not to have to take a Xanax after i get off the phone with him because im so stressed out…. 

my mom says he is trying to lull me into a false sense of security so he can pull some asshat move. 

who knows. 

i still got my game face on… but at least  i am xanax free at the moment. 

 

MURDER I SAY!

I am going to go to jail for murder when my husband gets home.

he has me running all over hell’s halfacre trying to buy a house WITHOUT A POWER OF ATTORNEY.

“honey, im going to need a power of attorney if this is going to work”- i say 2 months ago…

“why would you need a power of attorney”- he asks accusingly… as if i am going to go buy freaking disney world or something….

“nevermind.”- i drop it. like a good little wife.

fucking christ my poor realtor is up at MIDNIGHT.  on a SATURDAY.

AND NOWWWW we may not even get the house because he “might not like the closing date”

murder i say. if he survives afghanistan, he might not survive home buying with me.

*le sigh*