Bitch, bitch, bitch.

I took the day off Thursday to hang around the house and spend a little time with the runt before his 2-week+ trip to his dad's this summer. Unfortunately, I was unable to get him home that day (he's been at a friend's house most of the summer and having a blast, they're more like brothers than brothers are) and spent the day doing much needed housework. I must say I enjoyed the day - I'm one of those who likes her "alone time" even if it's spent doing housework. Thursday night, I called ex-hubby and spoke with him about letting the runt bring his "brother" with him on his 2-week+ trip, to which he replied "I'm sure there's no problem with it" After we hung up, he called the runt at his friend's house and told him he was sorry but there was no room for his friend.

WHAT A CROCK OF SHIT.

Here's my version: He hung up with me, talked to his current roostruler who told him she just didn't see how they had the room would be damned if she would agree with something I suggested, and then he called the runt and gave him her answer. After the runt called me and told me this information, I spoke with ex again. His story was certainly different than when I'd spoke with him before, giving me all sorts of bullshit excuses about how they were going to pick up a friend from the airport Sunday blah blah blah children blah blah blah carseats blah blah blah won't all fit blah blah blah my new truck blah blah blah to which I went directly on mental irritation overload (M.I.O.) and basically replied with 'oops...sorry, I must have given you the idea that I gave a shit about your life, nevermind.'

Friday, though, I did go and pick up the runt, who moped around the house until I agreed to let him go to the skating rink with his "brother", after which they both came here and spent the night.

So, he left Saturday morning without his friend, and I'm left here with 3 different 'things': #1. Hubby #2. My 2 cutie pie step-daughters who are with us for a week, and #3. The worry of what kind of shit my ex is trying to put into the runt's head during this 2-week+ visit, such as how much nicer it would be to live there. It's about time for this line of conversation - the property agreement in our divorce decree states that in lieu of child support, he is to pay the payment on my truck until it's paid off which happens in December of this year, after which he's to pay me $400 a month. I would suspect that the new wifey isn't too happy about the $460 he's putting out on my ride now, much less having to send it directly to me after December.

My opinion is that she should, instead of being such a disagreeable bitch, thank me for turning him loose - otherwise, she'd still be just another chick on the "extracarricular ho's I fuck around with while I'm away from my wife on the road" list. I mean, come on - I made it possible for them to carry it further than just internet and phone sex...I gave them the ability to do it in person - in public - make it legal!!