So Angry, I want to Vomit
The phone rings. It’s already 30 minutes after 6pm, when he usually brings them home. Ahh, he’s probably calling to ask me to come meet him somewhere or to tell me he’s running late.
I answer the call. “hello?”
“Hey, I’m just going to keep the kids overnight and take them to school in the morning…”, he says.
What, that’s out of character…” Umm okay,” I reply, “but Jackson has swimming lessons at 9am, sooo where are you going to meet me?”
“You’re not in school for the summer, heh heh, I gotta work, it won’t be me.” He answers with a cocky slur.
that slur, that’s his drunk a-hole tone of voice, “are you drunk?” I ask…
“heh heh”, he laughs.
“Well, what time, Jackson’s swimming is at the aquatic center at 9:00, so are they going to be at school at 8:30?” I asked again.
“Read your fucking divorce documents, and you’ll see… They’ll be dropped off at school.” again with his typical cocky, drunk a-hole tone.
“Yeah, I understand, but can you please just confirm with me about what time so I can get Jackson to the aquatic center?”
CLICK.
Oy, I’m sorry. Did you make it to swimming?
What an asshole.
yes yes, pitifully this doesn’t even scratch the surface of his a-hole potential…. BUT! I have a life to live and children who need me so “fah-get-about-it” I say to myself….
oh… I went to the kids’ school to drop off their monday-morning necessities and as I was walking back through the lobby they were walking in, my son in tears until he saw me and ran to me and sat in my arms sobbing about his father bringing him to school, and he didn’t know where I, mommy, was and he didn’t like that he spent the night at daddy’s and wanted to go to swimming…. I assured him that was why I was indeed there, to take him to swimming….
he giggled in the car and said, “that was so silly of me I was so sad cause I didn’t want daddy to take me to school I wanted YOU to take me to school mommy”…. I turned around and I asked if he was confused because of the change in routine, and he nodded his head, and I responded, “well guess what? I WAS there wasn’t I? I didn’t forget about you, darling”… he smiled…
I ended up just keeping him with me for the day… every where we went he wanted me to carry him or hold him….
ahh, my little babies….