“The best laid plans of mice and men often go astray.”


This night did not turn out the way I had hoped. I usually fly by the seat of my pants with this blog. I sit down and just spit something out, but today was different. I took pictures. I had a plan. In fact, I had two different posts I was toying with. Which one to do? Well the answer is, not either fucking one. You see, I had the pictures and the basic concept, but I hadn’t written anything. I wait and do that on the fly. BUT….I need a fairly clear head and some focus to write something creative. Usually, after the baby goes to sleep I start to write. BUT…………………………………

First: The ex comes to pick the kids up and says he needs to talk to me privately. He starts with: “I don’t really know how to say this.” Then he proceeds to tell me that his estranged wife, who left him over the summer is having an affair. I laugh, because I can’t help myself and say, “How can she be having an affair if you aren’t together?” This is when he gets really irate and says, “We aren’t legally separated!” AND…..being the compassionate person that I am, then said, “You of all people shouldn’t care about that.” So I’m wondering why the hell he told me this. I don’t give a shit. Perhaps he thought I could relate since it happened to me. Oh…let me think, with him. What a dumbass!

Second: The kids get dropped off at 8:15 p.m. and still had homework to do. After a lot of crying and yelling, that would’ve brought the police by if we lived in an apartment, their work was finished at 10:00 p.m.

Thirdly: My brain was toast after all that, and I began stress eating. I had some chips and a bowl of pasta with butter that I finished about five lines back. I’m enjoying my one of several beers and hoping no one wakes up……EVER.

I’m toasting myself to a better tomorrow.