I can’t believe I’m finally where I am today.  Let me catch up a bit.

After the ex and the Titan filed the court case, the war was on.  I got a great recommendation for a family attorney from a good friend, and we began making my case.  We immediately filed petitions for the case to be dismissed.  To create a “change of custody” modification, there must be a “change of circumstances.”  The ex and the Titan accused me of not being available for my children and of raising them in an unstable environment, since I had a demanding job.  They also didn’t like certain choices I’d made in the girls’ daily care arrangements, and to really boil their arguments down they didn’t like the fact that I made twice as much money as the ex but he still had to pay me child support (never mind that daycare costs are nearly TRIPLE what child support is every month).  Whatever their reasons were for bringing on their case, one thing was for certain; they were not accusing me of anything warranting a change in custody.  Judges have specific things that they normally look for; abuse (of course), un-thriving children, a home life where the parent is moving the children around a lot, parading partners in and out of the house, etc.  None of the “normal” reasons for a judge deciding to change custody existed in my case.   The judge denied the dismissal.  That was a bummer.  But, while my attorney assured me that there was nothing “for sure” when it came to a judge’s ruling, statistically the very worst case scenario would be that I would be forced into a “joint custody” arrangement.  Which, I will be perfectly honest; I did not think was the BEST choice, but if it was the WORST case scenario then I could have lived with it.  So, with a certain degree of comfort (I was comfortable that I wouldn’t completely lose my kids), but with the nagging knowledge that nothing was for sure, I moved forward defending my case.

First, interrogatories were sent to their side probing as to what evidence they had, what witnesses they were going to call, and all the other details of their case that they are required to share with my attorney.  Next, we started preparing for mediation.  Our state requires that parties try to work out family disputes in a mediation type of environment before they will assign you a trial.  

This was a very huge eye opener for everyone.  First of all, I had been through mediation before, so it wasn’t as bad as the first time.  The divorce was settled in mediation.  That time, I sat across the table from the Ex and his attorney, the mediator at the head of the table, and my attorney and I on the other side.  It was four grueling hours of intense debating and compromise, and I left there exhausted and feeling very dirty.  Of course he thought I screwed him, and amazingly I felt screwed as well, so I guess you could say mediation was successful.  No one felt like they got what they wanted, but everyone got something.  This time, the Titan insisted on being involved.  My attorney informed me that I could request to have it face to face with the ex again, and I could also request that the Titan be removed from the room, but I knew the ex would just keep running out to “okay” everything through her, so I, instead, elected to remain in separate rooms with the mediator moving between the rooms.  This made everything a lot calmer, I must admit.  It still took a few hours but one thing was certain.  They had come to mediation wanting to make a deal.  The bottom line was this; they wanted joint custody, and they wanted it because they would get more money. 

Joint custody would allow them to stop paying child support, and would (instead) require ME to pay THEM child support.  What our state does is first calculate how much mom would pay dad.  Next they calculate how much dad would pay mom.  If mom would pay $1000 and Dad would pay $500, then Mom would pay $500 to dad, therefore evening out the income disparity for the kids.  These are not the exact numbers in my case, but you get the point, hopefully.

Now, don’t get me wrong.  If I thought that joint custody was best for the kids, I would do it.  I don’t care how much it costs me.  Money is not a huge deal for me.  And, not because I have a lot of it (because I don’t, and I’m riddled with debt) but because I’ve realized (especially during this process of divorce) that it just isn’t worth it.  Yes, it’s nice to have.  Yes, it would be nice if you didn’t have to worry about it, but I am not greedy enough to let it affect the happiness of my children.  If I felt that it would make their life better, I’d do it in a heartbeat.  But, I knew it wouldn’t.  I also knew that the Titan’s family regularly supplied those two with the lifestyle that they wanted, as well as the Titan had a job that when you put the two of their income together, it would equal mine, so really, the households were NOT that unequal.  I must admit, as well, that the thought of paying that bastard for leaving me for another woman, made my stomach turn.

So, they offered to settle out of court if I would agree to joint custody, therefore paying them a large sum of money each month, AND they wanted me to continue to pay for daycare since I made more money than them.  I think they eventually dropped this down to paying for HALF of daycare, in an attempt to sweeten the deal.  They also wanted me to agree that anything that came up during my oldest kid’s counseling sessions; regarding anything NEGATIVE that had to do with the two of them and their household would NOT be liable in court. 

Let me tell you that again. 

They wanted ME to agree to not reveal anything negative that our kid’s counselor found out about THEM in court through talking with our child.

The MEDIATOR even laughed on that one.  He said it was hard to keep a straight face during the whole thing.  But, it sort of scared me.  I mean, what WERE they hiding?  That sounded insane.  What WOULD the counselor reveal was going on at their house?

Basically, we (my attorney, me, and the mediator) all came to the conclusion that making the deal with them wouldn’t do any good.  If the WORST case scenario, after going to court, would be joint custody, then why would I just AGREE to it now?  Because the BEST case scenario would be NO CHANGE, therefore, I declined to accept any of their silly “offers,” especially the one about the counselor (which after mediation, they canceled all the counseling sessions they had set up for our kid), and mediation was over.

With Mediation out of the way, it was time to proceed with the case.  The ex and the Titan started upping the accusations along the way.  They accused me of never providing clothes for the kids; I provided receipts and bank statements of every piece of clothing that I bought for the kids since the divorce.  They said that I never took the kids anywhere; I dug up pictures of trips to the zoo, to the science center, to family outings, road trips, and birthday parties.  They said that I let the kids eat fast food every single day; we gathered testimony from friends and family who stopped by to eat dinner with us, who gave me recipes, who witnessed me feeding my children “non-fast-food.”  On top of all of this, I had (from the very beginning of the separation) insisted that communications be done through email, because of the violent nature of the ex over the phone.  And, of course, I had saved every single email since the day he left me.  Therefore, when they accused me of being non-communicative, and of asking them to keep the girls “tons” of extra time (which is a lie) I provided emails detailing every time I had asked them to “trade” days and every time they had done the same.  I had thousands of pages of emails between us all (me, the ex, and the titan) in total.  Emails where I told them about Dr.’s appointments, sporting events, conferences; everything I could possibly communicate, I communicated.

They “said” that they had pictures of how “filthy” the kids would be when they came from my house.  They never provided these, though.  Ever.  To this DAY.  They said that they had witnesses to how horrible of a parent I was (her family whom I barely ever saw) but no one ever testified to anything. 

They said that I never helped my oldest kid with her homework, and so we took a deposition of her teacher who said that my oldest was a great student.  They said that I was psychologically damaging the kids, so I had them seen by a counselor who said that the only thing damaging was the fact that they were dragging us all through this court case.  They said that I didn’t ever take care of the kids; properly feeding or dressing them, so we deposed the daycare owner who saw me drop the kids off every morning and pick them up ever night.  They said that I didn’t provide proper medical treatment for the kids, so I got copies of every single Dr.’s visit (there were a LOT) along with records of every single time I called the nurse hotline and what they recommended I do (which most of the time was BRING THE KIDS TO THE DR.).

Eventually, we asked them to do depositions themselves.  We asked for depositions of the Titan, the Ex.  They asked to do MY deposition.  My attorney was EXCELLENT.  We did the Ex first.  He admitted to several things that I was shocked that he admitted.  But, the most damaging thing was when she asked him WHY he thought there was a “change in circumstances” and what he thought was the reason why he wanted a change in custody.  He really said (it is a matter of public record) that his home was better than mine, because he owned a home and I rented.  He said that the fact that I was unmarried and he was married made him a better parent; he said that the fact that I had a demanding career, in which I had to travel (a couple times a YEAR) made me a worse parent.   When she asked him what had CHANGED since the divorce, he admitted that NONE of these things were a change in circumstances.  That all of these existed at the time of the divorce and that basically it was just his OPINION that he’d do a better job at having custody, than I would, because of the things he mentioned.  THAT, my friends, was what my attorney was hoping for.  When we DID go to court, THAT would have slam-dunked my case.  One interesting thing was my attorney asked the ex when he MET the titan, and he said he met her AFTER he left me.  Make a mental note of that answer.

We did the titan next.  She was pregnant at the time, and my attorney just knew how to balance it all out.  One second my attorney was sweet; asking her about her pregnancy, getting her to open up about her life, the next she was SLAMMING her with hard hitting questions.  She admitted to calling the girls “spoiled little bitches” on a regular basis, she admitted to talking negatively about me in front of the girls FREQUENTLY, she admitted to basically hating me with a hatred that burned brighter than a million suns.  She also noted that she met the ex BEFORE he left me and that he left me soon after meeting and hanging out with her.  She had exact DATES of these meetings, as a matter of fact.  I guess they should have gotten all that worked out before talking about it, huh?  Anyway, her only reason that she stated warranting a change in custody was that she had seen my house dirty, and thought I was basically a slob and that I should be punished for not being a better housekeeper.  Okay, those weren’t her EXACT words, but pretty freaking close and her complaints were mostly limited to my house cleaning and laundry abilities.  Then, it was time for MY deposition.  And, at the last second, right before we were going to start, their attorney said “Sorry, I made another appointment, so we are going to have to reschedule this.”  And then he left, and they NEVER rescheduled the deposition ever again.  My lawyer was flabbergasted.  He passed up an opportunity to question me on my feelings and intentions of the whole thing, when I was right THERE in front of him.  The titan and the ex seemed very confused and dumbfounded, but they left and my attorney and I laughed our asses off. My attorney was under the impression that his attorney was so SHOCKED by all that they admitted to, that he didn’t see any REASON for deposing me.  He was so convinced that they were going to lose, he didn’t want to WASTE money on doing my deposition.  So, he weaseled out of it.  I agreed that that was probably true.

Okay, so let’s recap; our legal bills are probably close to $5K a piece at this point, and come to find out the reason that they are pulling this shit is to:

a)      Get money – this will be the driving factor, first and foremost, for everything they want.  They will mention money numerous times in numerous formal “documents” involved in the court case.  They made a point of mentioning that if I ever DID need to change nights (which was less that 8 times over a course of a year and half, and I actually TRADED them most of time, so that it would all even out), that they didn’t ASK me to pay them money.  Why the HELL would I pay the ex money to keep his own kids??  That’s insane.

b)      Get power – the Titan didn’t like the fact that I got the final “say-so” in matters involving the kids.  She wanted to be able to do what she wanted this “power for herself.  She controlled the ex, therefore, she wanted to control the kids, and everything that had to do with them.  She couldn’t do this with ME in the way.  The FUNNY thing about this fact is that I didn’t even KNOW that I had final “say-so” in matters to do with the kids UNTIL they brought this case on me.  I thought that I was OBLIGATED to compromise with the ex on all issues involving the kids, and had been doing so since DAY ONE.  It was not until after I hired an attorney and she explained that I did NOT HAVE to have his agreement on major decisions, that I realized all I had gone through (he [really his wife] argues with EVERY SINGLE DECISION I make, no matter how small).  Of course, it was good practice to try and compromise anyway, because I treat people how I would like to be treated, but STILL.  They were trying to obtain something that they unknowingly already had!

I will stop here, for now, and update you on the rest of this saga later.  There has been so much more happening to write about. 

One thing for certain, though, is that I very much DO BELIEVE that karma exists…

Their reasons?  Un-listed in the court papers.  But after I retained a lawyer, and she talked to THEIR lawyer (a special “father’s rights attorney”) we find out it’s because of several things:

1. I am single; therefore I am unstable.
2. I rent instead of own a home.
3. They believe that I go out and ‘party’ while leaving my children HOME ALONE.
4. When they’ve dropped the girls off, on Sundays, they’ve seen VISITORS at my house that they don’t KNOW.
5. They think my job is too demanding, and therefore doesn’t allow me to be a good parent

Oh my fucking god.  This is insane.  I am still soaking all of this in, but let me just address these points very quickly.

1. YOU fucking people MADE ME SINGLE.  I was going along, living my unhappy little life with my awesome kids and a shitty marriage, when YOU TWO decided to rip the whole fake security blanket of the “marriage” portion of my life right out from under me.  And, besides that, being a single parent DOES NOT make my house more unstable.  I mean, I have NO ONE to argue with, so the girls don’t deal with “ARGUING” like they do AT YOUR HOUSE (which they constantly complain of as well).  This will do NOTHING for their court case at all.  Being married does NOT make you a better fit for custody.
2. This is CRAZY as well.  I still live in the SAME PLACE that we lived when the Ex and I were married.  Does that mean that when we were married we were BOTH unfit parents?  Does that mean that every person with children who RENTS is unfit?  That’s just insane.  This too will NEVER hold up in court.
3. This is just a lie.  Do I go out?  Oh, hell yes.  Do I EVER go out on nights that I have the girls?  FUCK NO.  Any person that knows me well can vouch for this.  I don’t do anything “party” related on nights that I have the girls.  Yes, once a month or so, I go with the girls to the dance clubs.  And SOMETIMES I even have a date here and there (the horror!)….these people are fucking incredible.  I swear.
4. So fucking what?? I have friends that they DON’T KNOW.  Just like I do not know all of the Titan’s FAMILY that the girls spend so much time with.  You don’t see me screaming “unfit parent” because of that do you?  What a bunch of morons.  I guess I’m not ALLOWED to make new friends, am I?  And for goodness sake, one of my friend’s has a special needs child that she brings over on Sundays to ‘play’ with the girls (he mostly just watches and laughs).  It’s not like I have street thugs camped out with syringes sticking out of their arms on my front stoop or something.  Give me a fucking break!
5. This is just insane.  I have a job THAT I LOVE.  When the girls are at their dad’s I work.  Yes, sometimes a lot.  But, I ENJOY IT.  It is an enjoyable way for me to spend my time.  I mean, GOD FORBID that I have interests that do not involve my children????  GAHH!  These people are incredulous.

Well, the war has begun now.  It’s me against the ex and the Titan.  Hmmm, that’s two against one.  Eh, that shouldn’t matter, they are really sharing a brain, so it’s not like it gives them an ADVANTAGE.  But, I have to PROVE that I’m not an unfit mother.  I have to somehow show proof that I am not this horrible person that they say that I am.  This shouldn’t be hard.  I am not perfect, but I have great kids and I love them with all of my heart.  Not only that, but I try very hard to be a good mother, and you know, I’m not afraid to say it, I do a DAMN GOOD JOB, raising these kids on my own.  I have had to fight these two tooth and nail since the day that mother fucker left, so I don’t know why I’m surprised that they did this.

Their order that they filed also asks for me to pay them child support AND daycare.  Ahhhh, so that’s what it’s all about.  Those morons.  They don’t know who they are fucking with.  The ex SHOULD know.  I have kept every single email communication between the three of us since the beginning of this entire ordeal.  I’m an immaculate record keeper.  I have dozens of people who act as my makeshift “family” (since my own is in another state or two) and can ‘vouch’ for my parenting abilities.  I will do my best to provide truthful, and pertinent information, and let my lawyer do her job.  I am NOT an unfit mother.  This is NOT going to be fun at all, because I am going to fight this tooth and nail.

I hope that we can all shelter the girls from this horrible mess that the Titan has started.  I know I will do my part to NEVER mention it to them.  Ugly court cases are not for children.

Or maybe because I emailed them telling them that I am getting further in my search to find an affordable daycare center for the girls?

I don’t know, but it’s really a GREAT change.  I really hate to be negative, but I’m sure it won’t last.  It’s probably an indicator that something is brewing, as a matter of fact.

Oh well, I’ll enjoy it while it lasts.

On another note, the Titan has completely taken over ALL communications now.  We communicate mostly through email, as phone calls always end up with confusion afterwards, “You said THIS!”  “Oh no!  I didn’t say THAT I said THIS…”  So, email is very effective and gives you time to think about responses.  Anyway, The Titan is now writing all emails.  You can tell because the Ex’s emails were never more than about 10 words long, if he even responded at all.  Her’s are much longer, and she is pretty consistent in responding to communications (which is a welcome change, for sure).

I hardly ever talk to the ex anymore.  If I ever call and talk to him, she immediately takes the phone away from him and talks to me.  It’s almost like I’m not ALLOWED to talk to him any longer.  Oh well, not my problem.

I immediately sit down beside her and put my arm around her and ask her if she’s okay; sick, hurt??

She goes on to tell me that she overheard The Titan teaching the younger siblings a new “game” and it really upset her.  She tells me that this game consists of the Titan asking the young ones “Who’s your mommy?”  And then she’s taught the young ones to say HER name.  The oldest saw the Titan “showing off” this “game” to the ex’s Mother.  The ex’s mother, wasn’t impressed, the oldest said.  She said that The Ex also calls her Mommy when talking to the younger kids…

She sites examples like, “Take Mommy this…” or “Tell Mommy good night.”

I go numb.

I walk into the kitchen where the little ones are playing, and try this out.  “Who’s your Mommy!”  I choke out as bright and happy as I can.  They yell out HER name.  The Titan’s name. 

I crumble instantly, and pull the girls close to me and hug them.  “No!”  I say firmly.  “‘x’ is not your Mommy.  I am your Mommy, Jane is your Mommy’s name.”   “‘x’ is your step-mommy.”  I force a smile as tears are welling up.

I lose it, and start bawling.  I haven’t gotten upset about The Titan or The Ex in front of the girls in a long, long time.  Since before the divorce was even final, but I lose it. 

“Why?? Why would someone do something so EVIL?”  I cry.  I am livid.  I am besides myself with grief.  I pace the living room crying and thinking. 

“What does this MEAN?”

“Why would she DO THIS?”

“What a fucking BITCH”

All of this going through my head.

I pick up the phone to call and scream at her.  I have lost my temper and there’s no going back.  But my oldest begs me not to tell that she said something to me.  She said that The Titan will ground her and take away everything fun, if she finds out.  I put the phone down.

I get the girls some snacks and pop in a video, wiping away tears the entire time.  Sucking in my sobs.  I run outside with the phone and call my Mom and then my Dad and step-mom.  They talk me down, push some good thoughts through the fog.

So, after all the bullshit and the horror of the thought of this at first and the initial rush of negative feelings, and the subsequent talks with family and friends, I decided the following: 

The word Mommy is just that, a word.  It doesn’t matter what that evil bitch teaches them to say.  I am their Mommy.  I know that I am, they know that I am.  CONNING a couple of toddlers into calling you Mommy, does NOT make you a mother.  So, I am not going stress about this any longer.  I am going to love my children.  I am going to be as happy as I can be.  I am not going to let this evil whore and her black heart affect me.  In fact, it’s really a pathetic and immature display on her part.

*whew*  What an emotional roller-coaster I have been on over this.  I should never allow these morons to have this much of a control over my feelings, with their inconsiderate, horrible, evil, and ignorant actions.

I think I will make that my goal for next year.  “Don’t sweat the Titan.”

So, I wanted to try some different daycare options, namely having a family member nanny the girls during the summer, rather than keeping them in the traditional expensive center.  There were many reasons behind my motivation for doing this.  The girls were picking up every sickness from the center, and I was missing tons of work for what seemed like minor illness (runny nose, cough, etc.).  And I will admit the cost of daycare was another.   Also, I have to add that the Ex agreed to this arrangement when we were going to be splitting daycare costs, but then when he found out I was solely responsible for the cost (a few months later), he was opposed to it .

Anyway, my decision suddenly infuriated the Ex.  Which I have never made a large decision like this, since he LEFT, without asking him his opinion on it.  I include him in every single important decision that arises.  Even Dr.’s appointments, etc.  But he had already AGREED to do this, so I didn’t think anything about it when I finalized plans and notified the center that the girls were leaving.  But, lo and behold, he was pissed.  In one of his rants about my ideas, to me on the phone, he actually said that the only reason he didn’t fight paying child support more than he did, was because he knew it wasn’t even half of daycare.  He actually said that, along with the line that I will never forget…”If YOU save money on daycare, then why am I paying child support??”  Mind you, I’m only saving about $100 A MONTH!  It’s not like it’s thousands of dollars or something.

It’s funny, to, because when we first started discussing the divorce details, we had tried to work things out without fighting and had agreed that we would split the bills 50/50, split the daycare expense 50/50 (which will eventually go away one day), I’d take the other bills related to the girls (medical, school, etc.), and because of my ex’s occupation and schedule, I’d have the girls %60 of the time, he’d have the %40, and neither would pay the other a dime.

BUT, he got greedy, and he tried to slip in some shit, where I would actually have to pay HIM child support AND pay ALL of daycare, and I’m sorry, but HE LEFT ME!  I couldn’t believe he wanted me to PAY HIM to go run off and have an affair and leave me. 

So, I had to fight that. 

Everything was monetarily driven with him.  He didn’t care about anything to do with kids and what was best for them.  He just wanted money.  He wanted it bad to.  Tried to pull all sorts of crap, but in the end, we worked everything out in mediation.

The result: 
I have physical custody, we have joint legal, and he pays me child support.  He get’s the girls 2 week days and every other weekend, until Sunday afternoon.  I get them the rest of the time.

*Side note:  If you have any questions about divorce in the state of Iowa, let me know.  I did EXTENSIVE research on a multitude of topics, so chances are I can direct you someplace to get the answers you need without paying an attorney…

Anyway, so this month the situation with the caregivers escalated out of control.  Not for any REAL reason, only because they don’t LIKE my choice (only they can’t give me any GOOD reason, or allow me to work anything out with them).  Instead the ex, with the Titan’s INSISTENCE, decided that HER sister is going to watch the girls on HIS days.  Just like that.  No discussion, nothing.  I don’t even KNOW this woman, but do I have any say-so in this?  It’s his parenting time, not mine.  All I can do is ask questions and try to get to know this woman.  I am worried about the girls.  Now they will be going to TWO different caregivers during the week, plus TWO different homes. 

This is all getting out of control.  I am so tired of fighting with these people.  I give in to nearly every single thing that they complain about, but this one thing, that I made a decision on.  I just asked them to try it out for a while.  I asked them to help me find something more affordable, that’s acceptable.  They don’t want to do anything but complain.

I don’t understand why they can’t just get along with me.  The Titan acts like she is MY mother.  It’s very aggravating.

I seriously wouldn’t wish this on anyone, even my worst enemy.

At least she was only about 3 months along, and it wasn’t stillborn.  I say that like it might be easier, but really I have no idea.  I’ve never miscarried a child before.

Very sad.

Isn’t that special?

I get to have the girls extra time, though, while they are gone, so that’s awesome.

I can’t imagine getting married without the princesses there by my side.

I know that I shouldn’t care, and I try really hard not to, but I can’t help but worry about the speed with which they are jumping into everything.  If nothing else, but for the girls’ sake.  I mean, this is SO much change at once for them.  They are still all dealing with “Mommy and Daddy don’t live together.”  Now, they are going to have a step-mother and a new brother or sister? 

I hope the girls all get through this ordeal okay.  Thank heavens kids are resilient.

I should know, I went through similar situations in my own childhood. 

Well, here’s a toast to the new couple, anyway.  May you both live long and happy lives.  Because if you do, you will make our children that much more happy, not to mention you will keep out of my life if you are happy, yourself…

This is what I discovered on the phone talking to the ex.  While in the middle of a discussion about the children, the Titan GRABS the phone away from the ex (mid-sentence) and I hear ‘Let ME talk to her’ and then she proceeds to lecture me on the needs of my children.

At first I was completely APPALLED.  Who WAS this woman, and how dare she treat my ex so disrespectfully. 

Thoughts flew through my head.

“Do I HAVE to talk to HER?”

“HE is the girls’ father…she’s just his girlfriend.”

“What is she even saying?”

“Is she lecturing ME on parenting?  What the hell?”

“He’s not stopping her….”

“I think she’s waiting for a response.”

So, yeah, I froze.  I was so caught off guard.  It’s been awhile since the Ex left, and not once have I had to deal with The Titan, PERSONALLY.  I kind of figured that the Ex would be the communicator, seeing as how he’s the girls’ dad.  Even if the Titan made all the decisions at home, I NEVER thought that she’d be on the other end of a phone conversation about parenting decisions about the Ex’s and my kids.

This entire thing is so confusing.  I’m angry and put off and even a little scared.  I feel completely disrespected.  I mean, fine, he left me for another woman, but do I have to COORDINATE my children’s lives through HER too? 

After stumbling through the conversation in a haze, I sat alone and thought about this.

Yes, yes I do.  It’s not my choice what goes on in their household.  If she is the decision maker, if she can’t trust him to talk to me, and make decisions (which, seriously, I don’t really blame her, he had difficulty calling and ordering a pizza, so I’m sure the tough decisions are a stretch) without not just her input, but her SNATCHING the phone out of his hand and finishing the conversation with me….then who am I to refuse?

I can only control me.  That’s it.

So, I guess, here goes.

I’ll continue to contact the ex with initial communications, but if things will only get done if I communicate with the Titan, then that’s how it must be. 

I won’t lie.  It sucks.  I do NOT like her.  I think she’s a pathetic, ugly, home wrecking, whore, to tell you the truth.  But, I want my children to be happy more than anything else on this earth.  So, I will do whatever it takes to make sure that I’m doing what I can to make this a reality.  If it means facing the Titan, and actually being cordial, I really just HAVE to do it.

I’m going to need a cocktail after this one,though…

Should have seen THAT coming…

Albeit, it’s a bi-attached home.  One of those one that he REFUSED to consider when were thinking of buying a home together.  I wonder how they afforded it.  His sister told me that the little woman doesn’t make very much, and I know how much he brings home, and how much he has in bills.  Oh well, maybe she had a bunch of money stashed away or something.  She IS almost 30 years old, with no kids, no responsibilities or anything (except a dog, I think) so she should have been able to save up a lot of money, especially with her parents being loaded.

Sort of funny, though; bi-attched homes were BENEATH him when he was me.  I guess he’s lowered his standards now.

Now, I’m just being caddy, huh?  Well, that’s what this site is for!  For me to vent and bitch without hurting anyone, and without anyone ever knowing that I’m doing it. 

It’s very cathartic.

Anyway, so much new stuff for the girls to deal with.  At least they don’t all have to sleep in the same room, with the ex, at his mom’s now.  That was a little cramped, I’m sure.