Ex-files, "Part Deux"
So I have this ex-husband who is not so great, weird, I know. If he was I probably would still be married to him...
Anyway, a little history on this, we divorced in 2000, had joint custody of the boys, he got them every Sat-Sun-Wed nights. I got them the other 4. He has moved 47 times since we split, had 36 jobs, and 2 or 3 girlfriends and another wife, who is now an ex-wife. Through all of it though, he's been fairly reliable when it comes to his time with the boys.
Until August...
He split with the wife (they were married maybe 2 months? Hello, he isn't a celeb, it's just tacky) and moved into some guy's garage. I didn't know this, until after he picked up the kids for a weekend visit, and they said they slept in the garage, with a tent and a TV and everything!! Seriously, they were excited about it...so I put the immediate smackdown on him, said if he doesn't have a room for them to sleep in, in the house, then they would not be visiting.
The next weekend he said he had a room in the house for them, but wouldn't let me come view it, so he didn't get them.
Flash forward another week of not seeing them...
He calls, he's moved in with (one of his old) girlfriends, the one he was with between breaking up with a girlfriend, then marrying her, (I know) and wants me to come check the place out cause the kids have a room, etc.
So I go over, they have a room, I let them stay. He brings them home on Monday morning, I have to give him a jump start to get him outta my driveway, and that's the last I or the boys have seen of him. This was early September. He calls once or twice a month, but has moved so many times, and has a warrant, that I won't let them go with him, I've invited him over to visit them here (because even though he's a piece of shit loser, he's their dad, and they want to see him) but he won't come here. Go figure.
I'm fairly positive that he's on meth, because he was before (when we separated for 9 months, then got back together and there came Deuce, the "reconciliation baby") and he seems to be acting the same as then.
So Christmas eve rolls around, and he calls and tells the boys he's gonna stop by on Christmas day. You can guess what happens...
No call, no show.
He calls again on New Year's Eve, says he has a place and his new girlfriend has a license and insurance (he doesn't, so I won't let him drive the kids) and he wants to come pick them up. I say, "You have a warrant. No. You are welcome to come over and see them here". He proceeds to call me a retard, so I hang up on him.
SIDEBAR: He's over $5000 behind on child support, so if he ever did clear up his legal difficulties and was able to get his license back, they wouldn't give it to him till he pays at least $2500 to me, ouch.
Flash forward again to the day of the Seahawks game. He calls, leaves a voicemail:.
"I cleared up my warrant, I'd like the kids at 4:30, see you then."
Um, what the fuck? You haven't been around for 4 fucking months, and you call me 3 hours before you want to pick them up and like I'm gonna take your word that your warrant is cleared up? Think again!
He calls right back:
"Call me back, Mayor, or I'm gonna get you arrested!" (for something I may or may not have done about 10 years ago, whatev.)
I call him and tell him I'm in Seattle, and I can't do anything about his problems right now, I'll call him later.
He says, "Oh, it's on, now! It's crack-alackin!"
Okaaaay...What's this you say? I don't speak drug-dealer, and you are a white trash hillbilly, not a pimp or a rapper, so could you rephrase that so an educated person might understand what that means? Seriously.
Apparently he wants the kids so much, he can't be bothered to call back, cause I haven't heard from him since. Maybe the silence is supposed to intimidate me, I don't know. I think I have another 2 weeks to shake in my boots before he calls again. Sad for the kids, though, they think he doesn't love them anymore, because lately he calls to scream at me, instead of talk to them. (They don't know that though)
How's that for my 100th post? Yay, me.
Anyway, a little history on this, we divorced in 2000, had joint custody of the boys, he got them every Sat-Sun-Wed nights. I got them the other 4. He has moved 47 times since we split, had 36 jobs, and 2 or 3 girlfriends and another wife, who is now an ex-wife. Through all of it though, he's been fairly reliable when it comes to his time with the boys.
Until August...
He split with the wife (they were married maybe 2 months? Hello, he isn't a celeb, it's just tacky) and moved into some guy's garage. I didn't know this, until after he picked up the kids for a weekend visit, and they said they slept in the garage, with a tent and a TV and everything!! Seriously, they were excited about it...so I put the immediate smackdown on him, said if he doesn't have a room for them to sleep in, in the house, then they would not be visiting.
The next weekend he said he had a room in the house for them, but wouldn't let me come view it, so he didn't get them.
Flash forward another week of not seeing them...
He calls, he's moved in with (one of his old) girlfriends, the one he was with between breaking up with a girlfriend, then marrying her, (I know) and wants me to come check the place out cause the kids have a room, etc.
So I go over, they have a room, I let them stay. He brings them home on Monday morning, I have to give him a jump start to get him outta my driveway, and that's the last I or the boys have seen of him. This was early September. He calls once or twice a month, but has moved so many times, and has a warrant, that I won't let them go with him, I've invited him over to visit them here (because even though he's a piece of shit loser, he's their dad, and they want to see him) but he won't come here. Go figure.
I'm fairly positive that he's on meth, because he was before (when we separated for 9 months, then got back together and there came Deuce, the "reconciliation baby") and he seems to be acting the same as then.
So Christmas eve rolls around, and he calls and tells the boys he's gonna stop by on Christmas day. You can guess what happens...
No call, no show.
He calls again on New Year's Eve, says he has a place and his new girlfriend has a license and insurance (he doesn't, so I won't let him drive the kids) and he wants to come pick them up. I say, "You have a warrant. No. You are welcome to come over and see them here". He proceeds to call me a retard, so I hang up on him.
SIDEBAR: He's over $5000 behind on child support, so if he ever did clear up his legal difficulties and was able to get his license back, they wouldn't give it to him till he pays at least $2500 to me, ouch.
Flash forward again to the day of the Seahawks game. He calls, leaves a voicemail:.
"I cleared up my warrant, I'd like the kids at 4:30, see you then."
Um, what the fuck? You haven't been around for 4 fucking months, and you call me 3 hours before you want to pick them up and like I'm gonna take your word that your warrant is cleared up? Think again!
He calls right back:
"Call me back, Mayor, or I'm gonna get you arrested!" (for something I may or may not have done about 10 years ago, whatev.)
I call him and tell him I'm in Seattle, and I can't do anything about his problems right now, I'll call him later.
He says, "Oh, it's on, now! It's crack-alackin!"
Okaaaay...What's this you say? I don't speak drug-dealer, and you are a white trash hillbilly, not a pimp or a rapper, so could you rephrase that so an educated person might understand what that means? Seriously.
Apparently he wants the kids so much, he can't be bothered to call back, cause I haven't heard from him since. Maybe the silence is supposed to intimidate me, I don't know. I think I have another 2 weeks to shake in my boots before he calls again. Sad for the kids, though, they think he doesn't love them anymore, because lately he calls to scream at me, instead of talk to them. (They don't know that though)
How's that for my 100th post? Yay, me.
posted by The Mayor @1/16/2006 08:10:00 AM
3 Comments:
well...he sounds like a pile. You pick the pile. it could be shit or vomit.....or a pile of yellow crank. I wouldn't let him have them either. It's your job to keep them safe and that is what it sounds like he's doing. I would simply explain to the kids that he is using something and not being a good dad because of his behavior and lack of attention to them. I would continue to supervise the visits...especially since he's obviously afraid to be alone as evidenced from the way he jumps from relationship to relationship. He is their dad but you don't have to put them in jeopardy just to make him happy...Oh and by the way, whatever you did 10 years ago has no bearing unless it was murder....I'm pretty sure the statute of limitations has ran out.
Hmm...What a pain!
I'm not a murderer, Jules! It's seriously nothing big, a victimless crime, if you will, and I had a falling out with a friend years ago and they tried to get me busted on it and nothing happened, so I'm not too worried...plus, like I said, may or may not have done something! LOL
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