When Life Gives Him Lemonade, He Makes Crap-ade

It's hard to be happy and funny some days. I think if it weren't for my STEX, I would have fewer "bad" days. It's true that we do have fun once in a while (especially after the word "divorce" became part of our daily vocabulary), and he provides me with tons of material, unfortunately, his "other side" is much too much to bear.

I was having a not-so-great day, feeling a bit blue (blaming PMS), and crying over stupid things, which I normally don't do. I talked it out with a few friends, and my spirits were raised up again. When I got home, he was just arriving himself. He seemed ok at first, until he "turned".

During lunch, I stopped by Acme to get a few items, and saw that my wheat bread was on sale for $1.99, which is absolutely cheap, considering a regular loaf is $3.59. I bought four, as he goes through them very fast and I've been taking sandwiches to work as well. What I didn't pay attention to, was the cashier scanning each item. Turns out I was charged full price.

I went home, and like I mentioned before, he had just gotten there too. I saw that he had bought the same bread, two loaves. He said he got 2 for $5.oo. I did a one-upmanship here, and said I got 4 at $1.99 each! Me and my big mouth. Granted, were I speaking to a normal guy, he probably wouldn't care two shits about me paying regular price for the bread, but, alas, I'm not dealing with someone who is within the norm...

Of course, he looked at the receipt, and went ballistic. On top of it, I had taken 2 slices out, so I could make a sandwich, and he went crazy over the fact that I had opened one loaf. Here came the curses, the name calling, the claims of my irresponsibility, from now on he wants the joint account card because I'm spending too much money on purpose, he's going to "cut my neck", how much he hates me, how he wishes I could get out of his life, scream, scream, scream...

I said I would get out of his life as soon as he refinanced the house so the loan is solely under his name, he gave me the amount we agreed upon as the buy-out, and the divorce was finalized. He said he was no longer going to refinance because "people" told him it was a bad move, I didn't deserve the money, and he would discount all car repairs he paid for from the total, along with the times he's filled up the gas tank for me, any costs I cause him due to the divorce, and give me $7,000 less.

Guess what, you arrogant, pompous ass? You already made a promise, you signed a paper based on that, which I submitted to court along with the divorce request. I didn't ask for a lot of money, quite the opposite. I didn't even ask for alimony, so you're getting off very easily.

Fighting over everything, accusing me of being irresponsible all the time, telling me to go to sleep like I am a fucking child, always expecting me to drop everything I'm doing that very second in order to help him, no matter how busy I am (i.e. repeatedly asking me to cut his hair after I told him I didn't want to, when I was preparing for a trip to visit my family, working very long hours so I could go on vacation in peace, still taking care of the house, cooking, making sure bills were paid before I left, and that we had enough food and litter for the kitties), and so on...