Well.
Long, looooong day yesterday. I ordered a chinese meal to share with my eldest (bless, nearly 13 argh!! ) and had a lovely pint of Kopparberg. Bliss.
Why?? yesterday I truly earned it.
The men arrived (late. sigh, cinema plans sadly dwindling) took one look at me and promptly set about shifting boxes. Bless. The chap in charge (the scottish one) asked me 'was the romance over then?' To which I told him a man only gets to treat me that badly for just so long and he'd used up all his chances. That and the fact that he's taken all my money! Poor guy didn't know where to look and told me I'd soon bounce back!
Drove over there and sat up the road waiting till the van got there before pulling up out the front. Didn't want any more nastiness than I was already in line for. The guys had been knocking on the door for a while and I didn?t think anyone was going to come out!
He finally came out looking like some parents do when their kids have been indiscrete and started rolling his eyes at the two removal men and APOLOGISIGN to them for 'all this.' (Which he did every time he came out of the house, not that the blokes were having a bar of it.) My blood pressure went through the roof.
His wife comes out and starts having a go, then goes inside to the tune of 'you wanted him, you keep him. His stuff is NOT coming in MY house,' Couldn?t hear the rest as it became almost inaudible cos her voice is just seriously something else. Indescribable! Screechy and whiney and makes you want to plug up your ears. and that is her tlaking in a normal conversational tone! In full rant she is like a cross between an angry hornet and a pit bull and she makes your ears bleed!
He decides he isn?t going to have his stuff abck, I asked him did he want me to sell it or tip it? Cos it wasn't going home with me. He asked how dare I touch his things and I just told him the poilce had told me to. That shut him up. I can't remember all the ins and outs of this thing (my mind goes blank!!grr) but he did eventually say to put his stuff outside his house. I stupidly handed over his PS3 before getting my very expensive contract phone back from him (damn and double damn, would've paid for the men 3 times over. grr.)
She comes back out to cause some more trouble after the men left (only took them 5 minutes all in all) and then he comes right up (I mean RIGHT UP) in my face trying to be all intimidating and nasty (twat) and telling me I needed therapy, and what was my problem! She comes back out from whatever hole she'd crawled into (her hair people! Ack. Not washed in weeks. Same goes for the rest of her. He is more than WELCOME to be shagging THAT. Shudder. Greasy?chip pans have less grease on them, and the smell off her? Sorry to anyone who is eating just now!)
She's now telling me what a home wrecker I am! And that he never wnated to leave her and how dare I bring my leavings back to her! AND THEN! She says for the two of us to take our problems off her drive way and patch things up!!! FFS! Argh.
I turned to her and asked how come she was changing her tune from the things she told me in January and all she said was she was angry. I told her women just don?t do that to each other and all she could do was look at me like I was the smelly one!
I drove off forgetting to ask for my house key and phone back (duh!) so go0 round the block and pull up just down the round, told kids to stay in the car, lock doors etc. As I?m walking up the road I can hear her talking to him, along the lines of what happened I thought you said she would be ok, you said it would be alright and she?d calm down. What are you going to do now? All said in normal conversational tones not screechy and horrible at all! I lost the plot slightly then, marched around their hedge and told her to get him out here now. She calls into the house ?You?d better come down here? and his reply??? It had me fuming, literally steam out of my ears and I thought my head was going to pop off! He says oh so calmly and normally from up the stairs ?ok, what?s the matter love?? BANG there goes my head!
His face as he came out of the house and saw me! I felt like ripping his face off! And rearranging the location of his arsehole for him. I tell him I want my key and my phone. He asks me do I want therapy. And so he goes on, and on, and on.
All the while I?m telling him, my darling ex partner (how nice that sounds?EX) to give me my key and my phone back. He starts off saying it isn?t there and getting very angry and everything someone here said he would (which he ahs done before, he?s so predictable) can?t remember who, sorry. He then says why do I need the key if I?ve had the locks changed. I told him that he doesn?t deserve to keep even a rusty useless old key that has no purpose because he hasn?t earned the right to even THAT small a piece of me and my life.
Told him I?ll take the PS3 and flog it for the cost of the phone then. You should have seen him move then!! Panther like he snatched the box up and took it into the house! Still wish I?d have the foresight to keep hold of it. I?m just not devious enough for these situations! I then asked him about the £300 loan he?d just taken out (399.7% apr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) a week ago! Bastard just looked me up and down and told me I was so stupid I wouldn?t even know how important that money was to him. Either it was for his next course or it was to go see the next round of away matches for the football. Either way I didn?t really care!
I asked for my phone back and suddenly he?s sold it, bollocks, I ask him again (persistence, stubbornness call it whatever you like, I know that phone is in that house and I intend to get it back) and all of a sudden it is in tiny pieces! At this point I got sick and tired of his breath (eww.) and I turn to go and he follows me telling me to get therapy!!!! and that I need to sort out my priorities because being a gold digger isn?t going to get me anywhere and it isn?t all about the money! And I will never have a better relationship because I just don?t get what it is all about!
By this time I?m shaking with rage and only just ok to leave there without sinking to his level. My parting aside to him was, after he screamed down the street that he thinks my life is so petty and underrated and my head is so far up my own arse, my response? He wouldn?t recognise a genuine healthy family if it came up and hit him because he?s never had one. So of course he wouldn?t appreciate it. And to toddle off back to his perfect wife and have a nice life in his perfect home you sponging waste of space.
I know I know, I got quite schoolyard-ish at the end (really am rubbish in these situations) when really all I wanted to do was rip his bollocks off and stuff them up his nose for him.
Can?t remember all the order of events but this is basically what went on. MY mind does not retain events in chronological order! Not under those circumstances anyway!
I got home after a very dodgy drive home, a long 10 miles I can tell you, me fuming under my breath, 3 kids all wide eyed and agog with the drama! As soon as I got in I phoned the police to report my phone stolen. They took a statement from me and said an officer would be round later that afternoon (they never did. Bit hacked off with that really as I stayed in all afternoon so as not to miss them) to take further details and attempt to retrieve the phone from his address. I felt all chav-ish and Vicky pollard! Hope they do come round to his house and cause trouble.
My house now feels full of hope and space and the kids are great! They were obviously under pressure too. Damn that man. And myself for letting it go on so long! I have so many plans now for decorating it. Plans he told me were complete rubbish I mean who doesn?t like white gloss on skirting and doorframes? Not him. Says it is clinical and unnatural! Bugger him. I?ll keep my white skirting thanks. Having said that I may just strip all the gloss off and go back to the bare woodwork.
My next step though is new locks off eBay. I don?t want to take any chances that he?s copied the key.
Hope all you mums-netters are having a fabulous long weekend1 Huge thanks to all of you. We never did make it to the cinema so we will do that tommorow. Promise made!
Take care out there ok?
xx