Take the Good with the Bad

Every single time I have things really going for me in my life, something happens to ruin my good feelings.

Today is a good example.  Had a great start to the day.  Went to the gym, had a great workout.  Came home and lifted a few weights and did a few pushups.  Felt great!  Showered, then got a pedicure and shopped for a few love cards for my soldier.  Then I went to a manditory seminar to claim my vacation that I won.  The seminar wasn't bad at all.  The presenter had a good sense of humor and finished the presentation 30 minutes early.  Afterwards, I was given a certificate for $50 towards gas, the forms to fill out when I choose which vacation I want to have, PLUS an additional 3 day 2 night vacation getaway!  I was very pleased with the outcome.  And I didn't sign up for any club memberships.  I didn't have to buy any timeshares.  It was great.  I sat.  I listened.  I took my paperwork for the vacations.  I left.  Simple!

On my way home, I swung by to pick up my kids at their father's house.  This was fine too.  We chatted and whatnot.  Just as I was getting ready to leave, I reminded him that I'll be gone next weekend and that I'd bring the boys' clothes over Thursday afternoon.  This was when he decided to tell me that he can't take the boys.  I gave the man three weeks notice.  THREE WEEKS. And he told me he could take them.  Now all of a sudden he can't.  This is coming from a man who doesn't work. . . just the odd job here and there, and he never sees the kids.  He will occasionally take them for a few hours on Sundays, but that's it.

Needless to say, I was furious.  He told me he needed to work to pay his bills that he is really far behind on.  I politely reminded him that he quit his last job and that was why he couldn't pay his bills.  He walked away from me.

So, I left.  Fuming.  My mind was racing with how I was going to force him to take the boys, or find someone else to watch them while I travel to GA.  He texted me while I was driving home telling me how he wasn't going to let me talk down to him anymore (I didn't!  I didn't even say a single nasty word to the man!) and how he is sorry that having kids gets in the way of me having a life but that he can't take them.  He also proceeded to remind me that I put myself in this predicament because I chose to leave him and this wasn't what he wanted.

It has been one and a half years since I left this man.  He is still hung up on it.

Anyway, I contacted the few friends I have that might possibly be able to watch my boys for an entire weekend straight, but they all already had plans.  I texted my ex back a few times telling him that he HAD to take the boys, that my plans had already been made, and that I'm leaving Friday morning with him being responsible for picking them up Friday afternoon after school.  He never responded.

So, this is what is happening.  I'm an intelligent and resourceful young woman.  I'm giving my mom an all expense paid trip from upstate NY to FL for the weekend!!  I'm flying her down, she'll spend the weekend with the boys, and she'll fly back home when I get back.  I'll stock the fridge with food and leave her my car filled with gas.  I ran the idea past her this evening and she is in.  :)

GA here I come!!