So today is my brother's 39th birthday. I just got a text from my 17 year old former step son. He asked me to wish my brother happy birthday and that he will always think of my family as his. I texted him back, said I would pass it along and reminded him I love him... he texted back I know :).

At the end of the day I guess I did something right :).

I don't want to hijack KathC post or come off as a real bitch. I spent 9 years with my mentally ill ex husband. He cost me financially, emotionall, physically. He abused me both mentally and emotionally and when he decieded that being phsyical was the next step it didn't go very well for him.

So I am going to own this, never deviate from the decree, he asked on Friday if we could meet in the north metro verse his place in the south metro because he was planning on being up there and didn;t want to drive back just to make me pick up BS. I stupidly said yes because it was logical and would be convenient. When I texted on Saturday to nail down where he launched into a non stop campaign or negotiation as he called it for more time and threatening that his new attorney would love our exchange because I was holding on to my animosity.

Yesterday my awesome BF of 9 months called to tell me that he recieved a local job offer and will no longer be driver over the road after he finally gets back from this last long trip from hell. He will have been gone for almost 4 weeks this time, has had loads fall through, had to wait forever to deliver, pick up and today woke up with either food poisening or the flu.