Been reading the comments on here at work today. Am not going to comment on the stuff re families because I'm just wound up by him and his family anyway. Best not get me started, I feel.
At work I go for a cigarette a few times each day with someone. Spoke to her today and she said that I'm fine unless I have contact with him.
Exactly! I don't want him to be part of my life in any shape or form. My sons are adults, and he can make his own arrangements for seeing them. Not that he does, but that's his problem, my sons seem immune to it now. My brother said to me a number of months ago that there is no reason for me to stay in contact with him. And I agree.
Over the last six months he has proved time and again that he is no friend of mine. All detailed in various parts of these threads. There seems to be no common ground as regards shared parenting, even though they are young adults, they still need guidance and advice for things. He has washed his hands of worrying about their careers etc.
All he wants is the thin veneer of respectability, the tick box thing. So he makes fuck all effort to see them all year, but will expect to come over on one of the key Xmas days. For one hour, like he did this year. Despite having the whole week off. And presumably a tick for seeing them on their birthdays. Oh and Easter. The point is, my sons have made it clear to me that they want family occasions to be family occasions, ie the three of us. DS1 has said that he would see him over Xmas but not on the key days, which he wants to spend with me and DS2.
At the start of all this, I was happy to go along with maintaining some sort of family of four time. But he has let down his sons, and they see he has let me down, and left me in the lurch countless times. He has brought this on himself. It is impossible to keep doing the dirty on people and expect to be included.
My point being, I don't want him calling round here. I want it all sorted, no reasons for him to come round. When he does, it's me he talks to, not my sons. And I'm not interested. It's a very one way conversation. I don't want to know anything about his personal life, so I don't ask. I have no interest in his job, I'm bored bored bored of hearing how busy he is. I know, I was there for too many years picking up the slack at home, working stupid hours myself to support him.
I just want my own front door, and to move far enough away from him that he can't come over for anything, because I'm too far away for it to be worth his while.
I'm so tempted to push for a financial settlement to hasten all of this, but the house is not ready to be marketed, there is a load of sorting out and chucking out if I'm moving. I'm doing all of these things, but I'm also entitled to have a life too, instead of just dealing with sorting 26 years of stuff accumulated in the marital property, and deciding what to do about stuff like wedding photos. Why should I have to sort through all these things and take them to my new hoome? Why can't he keep them in his cocklodging abode, seeing as she had such an influence on the marriage??
Rant over. Basically I just want back to meh. Anniversary has derailed it somewhat.
And the text. As for the recycling permit, I'm just going to get someone to write on the address for me, no postcode, not going to look that up, and send it to him. I don't want him round here. He won't like me sending it, because he likes to keep things separate. It would appear I am banned from Chavtown as far as he is concerned. And her. Well that's too bad. It's time he lived with the reality.
Six months is a milestone as far as he and I are concerned. Everything of his will now be leaving this house as and when I come across it. I hesitated before on the basis that if he returned in any shape or form, it would be easier for him if he didn't have too much stuff there. Well now it's not my problem. He made his bed, now it's time to take the rest of his crap with him.
I hate, hate him taking up any of my head space.
Come back meh!!!