It's All My Husband's Fault

  The Ex shared a post about an hour ago and added the caption, "ALWAYS ❤ "  The post itself reads: "My job as a parent is to protect my kids.  I don't care how old they are, they're mine to protect for life."   She and I clearly have very different definitions of what it means to "protect" your kids.  I do not think that giving teenagers alcohol in exchange for babysitting your children aged 5 and 3 years old means that you are "protecting" your kids.  I also do not think that uprooting your kids and moving them in with an alcoholic who is still married to someone else is "protecting" them.  Even more, I do not think that leaving your 8-year-old son, your 6-year-old daughter, and newborn baby alone in an apartment by themselves on a daily basis from the hours of 4am to 9am while you are 45 minutes away at your job is "protecting" them.  I do not think that putting your children in the middle of your extramarital affai...

  There's been quite a bit going on lately with The Ex, so I think it's easiest to address it all one thing at a time. Thing 1:   Daughter recently had her final Parents' Night for sports.  Obviously, Husband and I attended as we always do.  The Ex also attended with her youngest son; Ned was nowhere to be found.  This was extremely weird considering the past few Parents' Night incidences.  You can read about those here , here , and here .   Someone else said they were surprised to see The Ex and asked if she was going to stay for the entire game.  I said yes, but only because it was her weekend to have Daughter; if it wasn't, she'd probably be gone already or possibly not even have come to begin with.   When they announced Daughter, they only read three names - Husband's, mine, and The Ex's.  No mention of Ned.  Again, this was weird because The Ex had brought him the past few times and at the most recent one, she told Daugh...

  Son and Girlfriend have been looking for an apartment that they can afford.  They had been approved for a low-income apartment, but she told me that it was under new management and they probably were not going to get that one after all.  They finally found one for only $600 a month, which really isn't terrible.  Girlfriend told me that it's about 20 minutes outside of Tiny City; they're moving in on March 1st.   Girlfriend said that she and Son have the $600 for the security deposit, but not the $600 for the first month's rent.  Girlfriend's parents offered to loan them the money until Son gets his tax return money next month.  They didn't want to borrow the full amount from Girlfriend's parents if they could help it; Girlfriend said that they weren't even going to ask Husband & me for it saying, "You've already done so much for us, it's unreal." ( I don't think we've done "so much" for them.  I wish they were ...

  I'm over my whiny self-pity for the time being, so this post will actually be about The Ex 😂   Last week, Daughter's team had a game against one of their bigger rivals.  The day of the game, the head coach had told the team that if they won that night, he would cancel practice the following night.  Daughter's team ended up winning so after the game, she told me that she no longer had practice.   On the way home, Daughter was trying to call The Ex to tell her that she could be picked up at the regular time of 5:30pm because practice had been cancelled.  The Ex was not answering her phone, so Daughter called Ned who eventually answered and said that The Ex wasn't answering because she was "trying to find something."  The Ex got on the phone and Daughter told her what she had to.  They stayed on the phone a bit longer.  At one point I walked past Daughter and overheard The Ex complaining, "I'm tired of being put down, I'm tired of being hur...