It's Official: I Am a Terrible Woman
November 04, 2008
Apparently I really am a terrible woman. It turns out that my behavior, what with slamming doors and not agreeing to be walked on by mr ex, is upsetting his girlfriend. Yes, apparently it's true. Well now, now I really must assess the way I conduct my life because I would in no way want to annoy, bother or perturb ex's girlfriend.
More to come later from the mediation session, but this was just too much, I needed a sarcasm break.
Really, how do you sleep at night? (just continuing the sarcasm break here.)
Posted by: April | November 04, 2008 at 12:23 PM
Duh! I treat my husband's girlfriend well. But sometimes I think I'd rather hit her on the head with a heavy skillet. (aggression, yea, yea...) I am worse than a "terrible woman."
Posted by: Alma | November 04, 2008 at 03:13 PM
It behooves you to treat her well - so she'll keep him! I'm dying to know more about the day's proceedings.
Posted by: Judith | November 04, 2008 at 05:56 PM
Oh, that is so funny. Keep up the good work.
Posted by: Christine | November 04, 2008 at 06:01 PM
He is just too much. Is this girlfriend for real. Let's hope she sticks around and takes him off your hands.
Posted by: Gwen | November 04, 2008 at 06:56 PM
He is just too much. Is this girlfriend for real. Let's hope she sticks around and takes him off your hands.
Posted by: Gwen | November 04, 2008 at 06:56 PM
It's just his way of trying to keep some sort of control over you by making you change your behavior to suit him. I say kick him in the nuts when it's all over with and wish the girlfriend all the luck in the world. :)
Posted by: Midlife Slices | November 05, 2008 at 09:01 AM
It's just his way of trying to keep some sort of control over you by making you change your behavior to suit him. I say kick him in the nuts when it's all over with and wish the girlfriend all the luck in the world. :)
Posted by: Midlife Slices | November 05, 2008 at 09:01 AM
Narcissism lives. I must tell you, last year when we had a meeting with me, my lawyer, him, and his second lawyer (there was to be one more lawyer and now he is on his own although he tries to keep that a state secret) the evidence of my being a truly reprehensible woman was that I would keep open the door to my room, which meant that he would have to close the door to his room because he didn't want to see me.
Fingers crossed that he elopes to Vegas and you know, who goes to Vegas, stays in Vegas.
Posted by: Laura of Rebellious Thoughts of a Woman | November 05, 2008 at 03:16 PM