Oh crap...
Paul is at my house, hooking up my dishwasher. The ex stopped by to drop off PacMan (my 12-year-old son). The ex, a college professor, scheduled a Wednesday night class this semester. No, he didn't ask me if I was available to keep PacMan on Wednesday evenings for the next five months. He just did it. (Typical!) I guess Paul and I will need to find a new "Date Night". I usually have PacMan Thursday evening-Sunday. That gives me only Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday nights to go out without having to make arrangements for my son. This is not a schedule that is particularly conducive to an active social life! Can you see why my dating life has been #$% the past few years?? Paul and I have fallen into a routine of going out on Wednesday nights - "DATE NIGHT".
Even after you kick them to the curb, those damned exes still find a way to come around to bite you in the ass, don't they, Kira?
Anyway, Paul and the ex have met…without me there to moderate the discussion or even know what they talked about. I called home and my daughter told me they were talking. I said, "Well don't just stand there! Go eavesdrop and tell me what they're saying!" She couldn't really hear.
I need a drink!
-------- UPDATE --------
I feel a little better after a few glasses of red wine. (Thank's, Kira!)
My dishwasher is operating!! Considering I made speghetti and salad for four people, there were quite a number of dirty dishes...to wash in the dishwasher!! It feels like luxury!!
Paul and I didn't talk much about the meeting with Ex. Paul said Ex didn't talk about himself much. Despite Ex's out-of-control ego, it doesn't suprise me that he'd be more interested in learning all he could about his replacement than he would be in sharing much about himself. Paul mentioned that Ex has a noticeable southern accent. He does, having lived the first 30 years of his life in Tennessee or North Carolina. (Duke, Hof...he got his PhD from Duke!) It struck me as funny because Paul has a noticeable Massachusetts accent. I got a fleeting mental image of the two of them, thought ballons overhead, each one thinking: "Boy, does this guy talk funny."
I won't see Paul for nearly two weeks now. We can't get together before I leave on Saturday. I get home around 7:30PM on February 5...that's right, Super Bowl Sunday. Monday after work would be the absolute earliest we could get together. As much fun as I'm sure Karen and I will have on our trip, I'll really miss Paul. We've never been apart for longer than a week since the day we met.
posted by WordWhiz at 1/25/2006
8 Comments:
*passes a bottle of red wine*
Well. Crap! Yes, yes they do. Sounds like something my ex would do..."assume" I will drop everything for HIS needs and schedule because, of course, mine is much secondary to his. Isn't it a shame that the exes tend to make great children, but then we are stuck having to deal with them due to said lovely children???
What are you going to do for the Wednesday you are gone for your trip? That is, I thought you were going to be gone next Wednesday, right? Wait, I phrased that incorrectly: WHAT IS HE GOING TO DO when you are gone on a trip you scheduled way, way in advance and he's known about forever?
5:21 PM
Kira: EXCELLENT question! As soon as he told me about this class (this past weekend), I started reminding him about this trip and that he'd need to make other arrangements next week. I'm sure he hasn't. I suspect he will just drop PacMan off here for Daughter to watch...without checking with her first. (Despite my urging to do so.)
A year or so ago, he scheduled and evening class on a day when he taught a day class. His drive to campus is about 20 minutes each way - maximum. (Mine is an hour +/- each way.) He told me, last minute, expecting me to drive to his house from work and stay there until he got home at 10PM. What about Daughter? She could go there on the bus. (She attends a regional high school and can get a bus to either town.) What about the dog. She can't go 15 hours without peeing! Response? "Stupid dog." I suggested he bring PacMan to my house before his night class and pick him up the next day and take him to school. (He had NO classes the following day.) No way would he drive BACK from campus to get PacMan and bring him to my house. That would entail an extra 50-minutes total of driving - way too inconvenient! I told him no. I told him he was asking too much and he'd have to make other arrangements. He said he'd just leave PacMan home alone. I'm CERTAIN he knew I wouldn't stand for that and it was just his way of getting what he wanted to begin with. Knowing I'd back down if it ACTUALLY came to that, I called his bluff. I stood my ground. He ended up driving home after his afternoon class and taking PacMan to work with him once a week. Poor kid was up WAY too late every week on that night, sitting around for nearly three hours in a boring office in a university building at night. I didn't like it, but I knew he was at least safe and I knew that backing down would mean being taken advantage of again and again. So he's scheduled this night class, without asking me - merely INFORMING me a few days in advance that I will be keeping PacMan once a week this semester. So what did I gain? He's driving him to my house, picking him up in the mornign and taking him to school. I'm not being expected to tack on more driving and time away from home at the end of my long work day, just to make HIS life easier. Admittedly, its' a SMALL gain and he's still taking me for granted...but a little less slavishly.
11:32 PM
Wizzer, couldn't you just tell the ex that he has to make other arrangements for Wed. night? He shouldn't be allowed to make that decision without running it by you first!
About the stilettoes: I am 5'10", as were 3 of the others in the photo. None of us had any need to wear 3" heels, but we did. Vanity!
12:35 AM
A working (mechanical) dishwasher *sigh* that would be so nice.
The ex still thinks the world revolves around him. Once a self-important egomaniac, always a ... well, you know.
I will e-mail you today or tonight.
9:35 AM
Your ex sounds like like a role model. A role model for how people should NOT behave.
10:50 AM
I just got a dishwasher too! Aren't we blessed!!!
Your ex needs a spanking.
2:01 PM
Maybe better have the 12-year-old stay with Paul while you're gone so he can keep an eye on him. Men can't be trusted....
2:16 PM
ms pacman was always kinda hot..
4:36 PM
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