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How to behave at public events.....

I realize that our world has become nothing but a bunch of self absorbed, egocentric, narcissists, but I am going to call out some of these people on their shit --- and so should everyone else.

When you are in the movie theater and the movie is playing: SHUT THE FUCK UP!  no one cares about your problems, your moms, your kids, your ex etc--this is a MOVIE, that I have paid MEGA bucks to attend and I don't want to hear your stories.  If I wanted that, I would have asked you out for drinks to discuss the crazy in your life in detail.  The movie theater is NOT the place for it.

When attending a graduation, wedding, dance recital, school play, please follow the steps below:
  
1: Enter the event wearing APPROPRIATE CLOTHES.  If you are not aware what is appropriate, ask someone, but I can ASSURE you that stinky tennis shoes, jeans with holes, your best NASCAR shirt, your ball cap etc have NO place at any of these events. This is the time to show respect for all of the hard work that the Graduates, dancers, performers have put into doing this event--if you cannot even put on decent clothes to show that respect--STAY HOME

2: Go to the bathroom BEFORE the event begins--getting up and down in the middle of an event is distracting and RUDE.  That is what intermission is for.  If  you cannot find it in your heart to sit still for 1 hour, head to the nearest physicians office and get checked for Adult ADD or something--it's not asking a lot out of you to behave yourself for a short period of time.

3: Parents with small children and those with medical issues who will NOT be able to sit down and be still should sit towards the back or off to the side of the seating area so that they disturb the LEAST amount of people with their needing to get up, passing around sippy cups, handing out snacks, bathroom runs etc.  Yeah, your kids might be cute--TO YOU--but the rest of us find them to be a big old pain in the ass.  (Side bar:  I have a kid--I've walked in your shoes--I hired a damn babysitter when I could afford to, or I followed the above advice so I didn't piss other people off--I NEVER plopped myself and my kid down in the middle of a 30 seat aisle and crawled over all those people multiple time.)

4: DO NOT and I repeat DO NOT repeatedly stand up to take pictures/record film etc..grab a quick shot from your seat if you must as your graduate walks across the stage--but that is IT!  This is NOT an appropriate time for a photo opp and you are blocking the view of the other people around you--RUDE!

AND the number one rule for not getting your ass kicked:  TURN OFF YOUR CELL PHONE--unless your name includes the title of PRESIDENT of some country OR you are waiting for an organ transplant, you are NOT THAT IMPORTANT.  The call can wait. So can the text, the tweet, the check in--whatever.  THIS IS NOT ABOUT YOU! 

People please, show a little respect--when adults do the right thing, children will follow their lead.  Think about how hard these people have worked, how much time and money has gone into this production/wedding/show etc--and put away your need to be the center of attention for just a little while and give it to someone who deserves it.   

Seriously people! DO YOUR DAMN JOB!

So I get a phone call from my mortgage broker saying that I have to have the Quit Claim on my house resigned by STBX*--record scratch--WTF!!  Yeah, um this has already be sent to you and filed with the county and the transfer has happened...

They said that this one is for the DEED.  They sent the original to the county and they needed it for the Deed and now I have to have it signed again.  All I can say is: LOST MY SHIT!  You fuck up and now I'm the one who has to fix it????  give me a break. Why can't people do the job correctly?  Lazy ass mo'fo's.

So I had to deal with all of that crap--and thank GOD that STBX was fairly decent about it and met me at the bank yesterday.  Of course he had to drop in his 2 cents about if I had found a lawyer yet...um...no, YOU are the one who wants a divorce asshole, you figure it out.  Once again, wanting everything taken care of for you....I told him to find someone by my work since we'll have to do this around HIS work schedule and mine is MUCH more flexible (my boss told me to just do whatever I needed to do to get him out of my life--love her!), I can leave my office and would not have to be gone forever if he finds someone by me.

We'll see.  The county I live in is backed up about 90 days to finalize divorces--so this shit will drag on into the fall I guess.   Bletch.

I think I am going to ask to waive child support if he gets NOTHING from the sale of the house, I am named residential parent and I get to claim her on the taxes--I come out WAY ahead that way over the long haul.  He will still have to pay half of all of her regular expenses, but I won't ding him weekly for support.  I have to check and see if that is possible.....going to go see about selling my wedding rings to the Gold Broker to help pay for the stupid lawyer too...Fuck my life...

*Soon To Be Ex

This house is CLEAN!!!

Not to quote Tangina Barrons (yes, that was the name of the little old lady in Poltergiest), but the demons have been excised from this house!!

He was done and gone on Friday and I did a tap dance of joy when that truck pulled out for the last time.

Such a feeling of relief that this chapter is now over.....

We have not talked about filing for divorce yet....but he was just "too busy" trying to find a place to live and get HIS life together before.....maybe the girlfriend will push his towards it now..OH WAIT, that would mean that SHE would have to get a divorce too.  LOSERS, the both of them.

I spent my weekend, cleaning, scrubbing, vaccuuming, moving and rearranging furniture--and things are all the way I want them now.  I look around my house with joy...and for the first time in MONTHS, I am not living holed up in a bedroom, trying to stay out of the way of someone that I loathe and could not stand the site of.

I hope he finds everything that he is looking for.....and I hope that this is a new beginning for a happy life for me too.

My daughther and I DESERVE happiness!

HE'S PACKING IT UP!!!!!!

The joy I feel with every pull of the packing tape roller is amazing.  It's finally happening and I cannot believe it!  He has not told me this, but I have found out that his place will be ready on the 11th!  Yes people just a week!  He is off work next weekend too, so I hope he has all the shit he needs moved out by the end of it!

The boxes are piling up in the garage and my basement is emptying out--and it gives me such a sense of peace to know that this part of the nightmare is soon to be over.  Now don't get me wrong, the actual divorce part of the nightmare has yet to begin, but not having to deal with him each and every single day will be SUCH a relief.

He and the hussy appear to have made up--so hopefully she will move in with him soon so I won't feel all that bad (smirk) when he gets served with a child support order ;p

LOVED me some "Loosies"

OK--so I'm not a big IFC film kind of girl, but I kind of have the hots for Peter Facinelli (don't judge)...not the blonde vampire Peter, but the dark haired hot Peter.  Yeah Yeah, I know there is debate on him cheating on Jennie and all that jazz...but let me have my fantasies...hell, it's all I've got anymore.

He wrote, produced and starred in a recently released movie called Loosies (loosies are single cigarettes that you can by in SOME major cities at bars or news stands.  I wish they had that around here so I could feed my "monster" and not have to have a whole pack sitting there saying...SMOKE ME, SMOKE ME..I digress).  Anyhew.....in the movie, he smokes loosies and bangs a chick named Lucy and gets her knocked up.  He is a professional pick pocket working to pay off the gambling debts of his deceased father..long story short, he steals a cops badge and this is the "fun" of having to deal with a chick he knocked up, changing his life and running from the cops...all while dealing with his conscience.

It's worth an hour and a half of your life--if nothing less than starting at P-Fach and his hotness...

Can I get a giggle in here?

Smirk....they broke up.....hmmm...grass isn't always greener is it asshole? and now you are stuck with plane tickets you cannot use--kinda sucks for you doesn't it.

Can I post something positive?

OK--if there is a silver lining in all the bull crap that has been going on in my life (besides the fact that I don't have to deal with the outlaws anymore), it's the fact that this mess has been AWESOME for my weight loss plan.

Not that I had a weight loss plan--I was actually gaining weight like it was my job--but the stress of everything has totally put my stomach in knots.  The thought of food makes me want to throw up. I have been eating very little--but what I have been eating is much healthier for me because I have made a conscience decision that, if I can hardly get anything down, I should at least be putting better stuff into me.

I think the major thing is that I have gone to much smaller portions because I just cannot eat that much--thus proving the fact that everything in moderation is the best way to eat.  Prior to the crazy, a single lean cuisine would have been a snack for me--now it's a full meal and I'm satisfied with it. I have DRAMATICALLY cut down on soda products (even though I drank diet) and have switched to tea--and boy has then been helpful in the "flush" of my system--in EVERY way you can imagine.

Playing tennis and having to do all of my own yard work has kept me moving and active as well.

So--the good news?  I have lost 24lbs since the end of Jan!!!  Woo-a-hoo!!!  I am thrilled.  I am about 15lbs from my goal weight--but I think I am carrying that in my boobs, so no telling if I will ever get there.  I need some new pants desperately, but the money fairy will be skipping my house for the next oh--FOREVER, so I will have to make do with belts.

The Saga Continues

So on Friday, Asshole decides to email me at work in the late afternoon saying that he has called all the untilities and had them taken out of his name.  I have until 4:00 to call them all back and transfer it into my name or the serivces will cut off as of Monday Morning.  WTF!!!!!!!!!!!  Nice...way to think about your daughter's well being asshole.
So, I get it all taken care of and everything is fine.  Then I get back to MY house.  He then goes off on me about how dare I not think he is thinking about DD, I am un trustworthy...again WTF!!  Really, I'm not the one screwing someone else butt munch.  He then says to hand over the keys to the car that HE is paying for.  I said, no, I told you I would take over the payments, I'm waiting for YOU to get the paperwork pulled together, I need a car to drive to work and to take our CHILD where she needs to go.

He says that if I drive that car without his permission, he will call the cops and report it stolen.  I have to ASK everytime I need to drive it.  FUCK THAT.

Jesus in heaven is looking out for me because on Sunday a dealership is having a HUGE month end blow out and is selling a 20K car for 12,995!  It's a KIA--and I'm not thrilled about owning foreign since I LOVE my Cruze, but I will NOT have his threats hanging over my head.  I had been to this dealership before and had driven the RIO and hated it--sub compact--too small, yikes, sounded weird. 

BUT--The Forte is KIA's version of the Cruze and that is what the special was on--so BONUS for me--upgrade on the car and they paid off the Cruze--so take that A-Hole.  Man was he pissed that I was able to just walk in and finalize all that in less than 2 hours.  He was so rude to the guy at the dealership when I called him in to come and sign off on the car note--but HEY ASSHOLE, I did you a MITZVAH--I didn't HAVE to do anything with the Cruze, I could have let you suck it and figure out a way to pay for both cars.  Guess what--I'm the better person here, I'm the grown-up.  I did the right thing, like I have all along.

YOU are the piece of shit who has to lay in his filth.  Oh--and when your girlfriend REALLY finds out your situation--financially/professionally/sexually, you'll be all alone won't you.  SUCK IT!

You have NOTHING left to hold over my head, so kiss my ASS!

This rambling rant has been brought to you by the letter "O" for OVER YOUR SHIT!