High Point
Watching Sara's basketball team lose their final game of the season. They were the worst team in the league, but they had a lot of fun; and she was completely satisfied after the game, because they had managed to score 11 points.
Low Point
Simon and Chuck were both at the game, and it was awkward. This is the first time they have been in the same space. Simon was going to take Nate to his soccer match, which was at the same time as Sara's basketball game. Sara asked if this meant that we could finally invite Chuck to come and watch her play. Yeah, sure. All was well, until the first minutes of the game, when Simon called and told me that Nate's match had been cancelled, so he was going to bring Nate over to the basketball game and watch Sara play. I told him that Chuck was with me, but he wanted to come any way. Of course, he sat in another part of the stands - but he was grim. I wished he wasn't there. Chuck felt strange and said that he felt bad, making Si uncomfortable. That Si had the right to watch his kids and feel good about being there. I think that, when I have custody of the kids, I get to choose how we hang out. And Sara had asked specifically of Chuck could come. In my opinion, Si was overstepping.
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Friday, December 16, 2011
High Point, Low Point
High Point? Budget Babe rules! Today's paycheck was the one that achieved my saving goal, and I am proud because six months ago I didn't know a thing about my financial situation or how I was going to get by. Now, my checking account has a reasonable amount in it, but not too much. Enough that I know I won't go into overdraft, even if something crazy happens; but no more than that. Then I have a savings account, called "Serious". That is where I have been saving enough money that I would have a cushion if I lost my job or my cancer came back. I reached my goal amount there. I could keep socking money away there, but I've decided to reward myself by opening a new account, called "Fun". Here's where I'm going to save up so I can travel. Yay, me!
Low Point? Big fight with Si. He said weeks ago that he would keep the kids overnight tomorrow night, so I can go to a party. Then he called me and said he wouldn't watch them after all. Then he acquiesced and said "Fine. Whatever you want." Then tonight, he declared that he would not watch them. At this point it is too late to get a sitter. He's mad because, when he agreed to do it, he was happy and together with Debbie. Now, he is trying to date; and he thinks he needs to have all his weekend non-custodial nights free to do this. When I said that he had agreed to keep the kids, and that it wasn't fair to just cancel at the last minute because he felt like it, he turned on me and shouted that he didn't have to be fair. He didn't have to be nice to me or reasonable with me because I had left him. Then he stomped into the house (when I asked if we could talk about this away from the kids, he offered to let me discuss it outside while he checked the mailbox), locked the door and wouldn't let me in. My purse was in there, and the kids were in there (Nate crying). I had to stand there knocking at the door, asking to be let in. Nate tried to unlock the door once, but Si didn't want him to. Si finally let me in so I could get my stuff. I understand his frustration; but he lets his rage just take over, and he doesn't care what he says or does. I have asked for help with the kids a few times. So has he. Tonight, he told me that he has never asked for help with the kids, but I have helped him a couple times; and told him I would keep them while he went to Costa Rica on vacation in January (although, he has forgotten this,now, since he is split up from Debbie and probably not going to Costa Rica). He also sent me dates for three business trips coming up in the spring!
Low Point? Big fight with Si. He said weeks ago that he would keep the kids overnight tomorrow night, so I can go to a party. Then he called me and said he wouldn't watch them after all. Then he acquiesced and said "Fine. Whatever you want." Then tonight, he declared that he would not watch them. At this point it is too late to get a sitter. He's mad because, when he agreed to do it, he was happy and together with Debbie. Now, he is trying to date; and he thinks he needs to have all his weekend non-custodial nights free to do this. When I said that he had agreed to keep the kids, and that it wasn't fair to just cancel at the last minute because he felt like it, he turned on me and shouted that he didn't have to be fair. He didn't have to be nice to me or reasonable with me because I had left him. Then he stomped into the house (when I asked if we could talk about this away from the kids, he offered to let me discuss it outside while he checked the mailbox), locked the door and wouldn't let me in. My purse was in there, and the kids were in there (Nate crying). I had to stand there knocking at the door, asking to be let in. Nate tried to unlock the door once, but Si didn't want him to. Si finally let me in so I could get my stuff. I understand his frustration; but he lets his rage just take over, and he doesn't care what he says or does. I have asked for help with the kids a few times. So has he. Tonight, he told me that he has never asked for help with the kids, but I have helped him a couple times; and told him I would keep them while he went to Costa Rica on vacation in January (although, he has forgotten this,now, since he is split up from Debbie and probably not going to Costa Rica). He also sent me dates for three business trips coming up in the spring!
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
High Point, Low Point
High Point: Sitting crammed on the sofa with Chuck and the kids, eating meatloaf and laughing at Men in Black II.
Low Point: Sitting down to write the blog I really wanted to write tonight, about my weekend adventure making caramel corn. Discovering that my laptop will not read the photos from my SD card. Booger. Caramel corn tomorrow, perhaps?
Low Point: Sitting down to write the blog I really wanted to write tonight, about my weekend adventure making caramel corn. Discovering that my laptop will not read the photos from my SD card. Booger. Caramel corn tomorrow, perhaps?
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
High Point, Low Point
Even when I am super-pooped and unable to writemuch, I can at least manage this, huh?
Low Point: Rude responses from Si to my e-mail today. Tells me that I think I'm the only one that matters. I told him that wasn't true: that I didn't understand how he could say that I didn't care about my children. He countered that I cared about my children; but that I cared about myself more.
High Point: I love training volutneer tutors. And my favorite thing to teach them about is pronunciation. Next thing you say, stop to ponder the miracle of articulation. It is truly amazing.
Low Point: Rude responses from Si to my e-mail today. Tells me that I think I'm the only one that matters. I told him that wasn't true: that I didn't understand how he could say that I didn't care about my children. He countered that I cared about my children; but that I cared about myself more.
High Point: I love training volutneer tutors. And my favorite thing to teach them about is pronunciation. Next thing you say, stop to ponder the miracle of articulation. It is truly amazing.
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