Devour Me

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Where to begin?

I have decided to share my Saturday night drama. Sometimes you just need to get this stuff off your chest. This is an abbreviated version but you’ll get the gist.

Received a call from the ‘soon to be ex’ at about 11:15pm. Prior to this, I had no idea where he was, which is normal.

Ex: Pick me up. The cops impounded my truck.
Me: Where are you?
Ex: At a bar downtown.
Me: The kids are sound asleep. Why don’t you call your friend ‘C’. He only lives four blocks away.
Ex: Oh I see how you are. Showing your true colors. Never mind I’ll walk home.
Me: How can you walk home if you can’t even find your car?
Ex: I didn’t lose my car the cops impounded it. Forget it. I’m a grown man and I can take care of myself.

So, I promptly call ‘C’ to ask if he would mind calling the Ex and picking him up. ‘C’ agreed and went out on what ended up being a wild goose chase. The Ex was nowhere to be found.

Ex: Don’t have your friends do your dirty work.
Me: Are you ridiculous? Tell me where you are?
Ex: No, who cares if something happens you don’t care about me. If I get killed I have life insurance.
Me: Tell me where you are.
Ex: Forget about it. You don’t care.

Hmmmm…does anyone else see a trend here? I believe the Ex wants some attention and is clearly grabbing at straws. Unbelievable. Only the day before he’s telling me how responsible he is and how the kids are the most important things to him. They are the most important things as long as he thinks it’s what I want to hear.

Me: Where are you?
Ex: I’m in my truck. I found it.
Me: You can’t drive. Tell me where you are.
Ex: I’m a big boy.

Ten minutes later, he pulls up to the house. Lucky bastard. Not that I want him or anyone else hurt, but we live in a small city and the cops usually have nothing better to do than look for drunk drivers.

Of course, the next morning he is defensive and was only “blowing off steam”. Huh, how mature. I told him it was unacceptable that he would want his kids to see him like that, he promptly started apologizing and hasn’t stopped since.

He and I have been working out the details as well as trying to get to some common ground before I filed for divorce. This was mainly for the kids sake. The Ex is not a real stable man and I hoped going about this methodically would be the best course. Clearly, I was mistaken. It’s embarrassing. How did I end up with marrying someone who can act like this with little if any remorse?

I’m filing for divorce this week.

Random Thoughts...

Just registered my son for Kindergarten. Filled out about 101 forms but we're done and he's in. I’m thrilled and a bit sad. He’s growing up…my little baby.

Received ‘Mother Day Flowers’ this morning, which was a nice surprise.

Going shoe shopping at lunch. Yes, life is good.

Painting my bathroom, bedroom, and kitchen this weekend. Or should I say I will begin this arduous task. I expect this will take numerous weekends, but you have to start somewhere. I’ll have help, yep my kids. Oh, and the local Ace Hardware folks. Should be an experience to say the least.

Thinking about how boring my ‘random thoughts’ are this morning and if I should even post this list. Damn, I’ve turned boring. WTF

And last but not least...it’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood.


Have an exceptional weekend Friends.

Eyes Closed

My eyes are wide open, but I can’t see a thing. I know you are next to me but I can’t see you. When I reach out I feel you, but I know you aren’t there. You are close but still too far to touch. I shut my eyes and hold myself close and I imagine.

Kisses so tender my heartaches. Kisses so passionate my blood burns. A simple touch is breathtaking my need is so great. I become dizzy. I open my eyes and the darkness closes in.

I immerse myself in these visions. Thinking of touch, smell, need. These erotic images go on and I am reminded.

Dear Gentle Readers,

I have been remiss in my blogging duties. It's not one large thing that has me distracted it's many, many little things. I just haven't had the energy. My creativity has taken a 'siesta' (a nod to Cinco de Mayo, people).

Anyhoo, I hope to get back in the swing shortly. I feel the need to write something provocative and titillating. It'll come to me. I just know it.

Have a great weekend.

Regards,
Annalis