Another day, another rambling message.
The Ex has not logged into 2houses since January 26th. That makes it thirteen days; she's required by the court order to check her emails daily.
This morning, Husband was lucky enough to get a rambling text AND a voice mail from The Ex. The long-winded text message came at 7:19am and read:
"I know you like to go through two houses for things but since this is tomorrow (...what? "Since this is tomorrow"???) I'm texting you and yes I'll probably be calling and leaving a message also and it's not a probably I am. ("I'll probably be calling...it's not a probably I am." She's literally arguing with herself in her own text message.) I have a doctor's appointment that's in [city name] tomorrow at 4 p.m. (I don't care.) and Dad will be going to get the kids tomorrow. (I don't care about this, either.) He just texted me and would like to know if he can pick them up straight after school (No, because Daughter has a game tomorrow night and Son has to work until 5:30pm.) because of this bad weather if not sooner if it is cancelled. (It's like every thought she has comes out backwards. We've actually called her "Yoda" a few times because of the way she incorrectly forms her sentences.) Can you please let me know right away and either by voicemail or text. (I just paid almost $120 to renew our subscription to 2houses; we've been using it for over three years now, but she wants Husband to call or text her.) Since this is just the next day we're supposed to notify each other right away. (Nowhere in the court order does it say anything like this. The only thing remotely close to her statement is where the court order reads that if an event is cancelled, the parties will call each other immediately.) Otherwise if you would like I can give you dad's new number and you can talk with him he's doing me a favor since I've been going to the doctor a lot lately. (Interesting that her father just texted her, but she didn't bother sending his number along with this novel of a text. Also, I don't care that you've been going to the doctor "a lot lately." You're a hypochondriac. You took your daughter for a colonoscopy at the age of seven to find out she was lactose intolerant; you took Son to the ER for a hangover; you bought Son an ankle brace because he said it hurt, even though he wasn't playing any sports or exerting himself in anyway imaginable.)"
Before Husband could even read the novel that The Ex had texted to him, she called and left a message at 7:21am that was one minute and fourteen seconds long:
"Hey [Husband], it's [The Ex]. Um...I get the kids tomorrow and Dad's going for me, to get them. He's- gotta stop in at the bank, I guess, and talk with someone. In [Hometown], earlier that day. (I literally do not care about any of this. It's all completely irrelevant.) And with- I guess you guys are getting worse snow, over by you guys, than we are. (It's supposed to snow Thursday night into Friday morning. The worst snow is supposed to be at least an hour away.) *clears throat* And.....he wanted to know if he can get the kids from school, since it's supposed to be bad. (No, it isn't. Where is she coming up with this?) I- hoping you would say yes, I can't make you. (Got that right.) But, um...I know you've let me pick up [Son] earlier when it was icy? (This didn't happen. She may have picked him up earlier, but it sure as hell wasn't because it was icy. It's icy every winter; get over it.) And I'm glad you did that day, and we only did 35, 40 home. (I. Don't. Care.) And there was accident after accident on the road, and the lights were out in [other city name]. (This city is so completely out of the way, I have no idea why the hell she even would have driven through it.) And, I just- I want you to think about the kids' safety. (Her dad got a ticket fourteen months ago for passing in a no-passing zone in the middle of winter. If this is "about the kids' safety," then she can pick them up herself.) Um.....please let me know. And I don't wanna go through 2houses for this, just because it's the next day. (That literally does not make any sense whatsoever.) Um- please? If you want dad's number, text me. I don't even have it saved in my phone yet, but....I can....do that. So...please let me know. Bye"
I'm perplexed by the fact that she keeps saying she doesn't want to go through 2houses because somehow, she believes that everything she did was faster. Think about that one: she typed out a text message, but couldn't do the exact same thing on 2houses. And not only did she type out the entire message, but then she called and left a voice message also.
Any time we have interactions with her like this, I'm constantly reminded of the quote: "Lack of planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part."
This morning, Husband was lucky enough to get a rambling text AND a voice mail from The Ex. The long-winded text message came at 7:19am and read:
"I know you like to go through two houses for things but since this is tomorrow (...what? "Since this is tomorrow"???) I'm texting you and yes I'll probably be calling and leaving a message also and it's not a probably I am. ("I'll probably be calling...it's not a probably I am." She's literally arguing with herself in her own text message.) I have a doctor's appointment that's in [city name] tomorrow at 4 p.m. (I don't care.) and Dad will be going to get the kids tomorrow. (I don't care about this, either.) He just texted me and would like to know if he can pick them up straight after school (No, because Daughter has a game tomorrow night and Son has to work until 5:30pm.) because of this bad weather if not sooner if it is cancelled. (It's like every thought she has comes out backwards. We've actually called her "Yoda" a few times because of the way she incorrectly forms her sentences.) Can you please let me know right away and either by voicemail or text. (I just paid almost $120 to renew our subscription to 2houses; we've been using it for over three years now, but she wants Husband to call or text her.) Since this is just the next day we're supposed to notify each other right away. (Nowhere in the court order does it say anything like this. The only thing remotely close to her statement is where the court order reads that if an event is cancelled, the parties will call each other immediately.) Otherwise if you would like I can give you dad's new number and you can talk with him he's doing me a favor since I've been going to the doctor a lot lately. (Interesting that her father just texted her, but she didn't bother sending his number along with this novel of a text. Also, I don't care that you've been going to the doctor "a lot lately." You're a hypochondriac. You took your daughter for a colonoscopy at the age of seven to find out she was lactose intolerant; you took Son to the ER for a hangover; you bought Son an ankle brace because he said it hurt, even though he wasn't playing any sports or exerting himself in anyway imaginable.)"
Before Husband could even read the novel that The Ex had texted to him, she called and left a message at 7:21am that was one minute and fourteen seconds long:
"Hey [Husband], it's [The Ex]. Um...I get the kids tomorrow and Dad's going for me, to get them. He's- gotta stop in at the bank, I guess, and talk with someone. In [Hometown], earlier that day. (I literally do not care about any of this. It's all completely irrelevant.) And with- I guess you guys are getting worse snow, over by you guys, than we are. (It's supposed to snow Thursday night into Friday morning. The worst snow is supposed to be at least an hour away.) *clears throat* And.....he wanted to know if he can get the kids from school, since it's supposed to be bad. (No, it isn't. Where is she coming up with this?) I- hoping you would say yes, I can't make you. (Got that right.) But, um...I know you've let me pick up [Son] earlier when it was icy? (This didn't happen. She may have picked him up earlier, but it sure as hell wasn't because it was icy. It's icy every winter; get over it.) And I'm glad you did that day, and we only did 35, 40 home. (I. Don't. Care.) And there was accident after accident on the road, and the lights were out in [other city name]. (This city is so completely out of the way, I have no idea why the hell she even would have driven through it.) And, I just- I want you to think about the kids' safety. (Her dad got a ticket fourteen months ago for passing in a no-passing zone in the middle of winter. If this is "about the kids' safety," then she can pick them up herself.) Um.....please let me know. And I don't wanna go through 2houses for this, just because it's the next day. (That literally does not make any sense whatsoever.) Um- please? If you want dad's number, text me. I don't even have it saved in my phone yet, but....I can....do that. So...please let me know. Bye"
I'm perplexed by the fact that she keeps saying she doesn't want to go through 2houses because somehow, she believes that everything she did was faster. Think about that one: she typed out a text message, but couldn't do the exact same thing on 2houses. And not only did she type out the entire message, but then she called and left a voice message also.
Any time we have interactions with her like this, I'm constantly reminded of the quote: "Lack of planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part."
I haven’t had enough coffee yet to decipher her stupidity. I shudder to think how the bunny trails run in her head. I have ADHD and even my thoughts aren’t that scattered. Bless you
ReplyDeleteOn her forehead needs to be tattooed “I cannot brain, I has the dumb”
ReplyDeleteI would believe that this would be another time of her stupidity but she specifically stated she didn’t wanna go through 2houses even though she’s aware of how it works. That tells me she doesn’t want it documented in case y’all find out what’s actually going on, or it blows up in her face there’s no court admissible evidence because it’s all supposed to go through the website. I would tread lightly & follow up.
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