Monday, January 26, 2009

More News From the Front

So I saw the ex-spouse when I had to drop his son off at the pub. First, I've never seen him look so thin and old. I guess the bar life isn't agreeing with him. He still looked shell-shocked from his brief stint at the county lock-up. I nearly felt sorry for him. Nearly.

Anyway, he said he'd start paying me $50/week towards what he owes me. By my calculations, he'll have to do that every week for the next 7 1/2 years. I did get the first payment last Friday in my mailbox so that's a start. In fact, I was feeling quite charitable towards him until today.

Today, I got a call from Bud. He called me to tell me about the conversation he had with someone at my old church. This lady claims that the information I posted on the church blog about the pastor's severance package came from Alice (the DCE). Bud assured her that I had not spoken to Alice in at least a year, which I confirmed. I then said that she never even like me and I didn't care much for her. That's when Bud dropped the bomb.

When Bud was doing the electrical work for the pub (i.e. long before I had a clue what my former spouse was up to), Spud (my ex) told him that he'd like to see Alice's tits. I kid you not. My then-spouse talking about another woman that way while I'm busting my butt helping him with his "dream." What a freakin' pathetic loser. It was all I could do today to not email him and asked if he ever got that chance.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

A Song for the EX

Appropriate, I think.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Divorce Makes Strange Bedfellows

I received a call from my ex-husband's ex-wife. As in the ex-spouse who just decided not to come home one day last March after smuggling his stuff out. We had a lovely conversation and she felt sympathy for my plight, after been on the receiving end of his betrayal herself. Oddly enough, I bet we have a lot in common. Other than the fool we married. What still kills me about him is the fact that he couldn't just man up and say he was leaving. He had to sneak out like he was breaking curfew at his parents house.

I think it must have been a hundred times harder for her since she had children with him. What he and men like him don't understand is that kids notice all that stuff and they'll remember it for the rest of their lives. Right now, they're probably blind to his flaws but eventually they'll figure out the real him. I just hope neither one of them decide to emulate him.

I'm not as hurt as I once was. I'm still mad as hell over his antics and how he went around and told everyone it was all my fault. As a friend of ours said at the time, "Really? You're still living in the house. He's the one who left." I'm not the reason he can't go to church. It's called putting on your big boy pants. Jeez, it's like being married to a 12 year old. Plus all the money he owes me that I haven't seen a single dime of yet.

At any rate, me and his ex are becoming friends which would probably just send him off the cliff. I fail to see how it could be our faults but not his. I swear one day I'm going into that pub, sit down, and have a drink just so I can stare at him for an hour.

Monday, January 5, 2009

Mo'Fo' Power Company

Dear Public Dis-service Company:

I mailed you a check last week for the bill along with the gas bill, the cable bill, and the water bill. The other three got their money but you're claiming you didn't get it. So many thanks for shutting my power off in 25 degree temperatures because your Ohio company is full of douche bags who can't process a payment.

Oh and that goes double for the beeotch on the phone who said I had one of two options: 1) Wait for the check to post (which could be before Spring); or 2) Pay your sorry asses again via phone. I opted for 2 since I have kids and a freakin' zoo living in my house who need heat.

I hope you go bankrupt.



Sunday, January 4, 2009

It's Good To Be Back

I missed this place. Yeah, all the good posts are gone. However, it's a new year so I'm sure I'll have a lot to whine about.