divorce rant

It's nice to be able to rant about something other than work. Now it's the ex- husband who's being an idiot.. He sent me a mail that said he had written a letter to the Daily Telegraph to tell them how horrid I am.

Like they care....

When there is poverty & corrupt politicians to report on, who cares that I won't answer his calls ? It's not illegal, the kids are fine & talk to him regularly, I never deny access to them & I have nothing to do with him either.

Seems to me it works out fine on my side. It's all about moving on really, which he clearly has not done. Shame, poor man, has not gotten alife in all of his 65 years, and is spending it in rage and fury for the next 10 it seems.

What a waste of a life from someone that could offer so much more to people. One wonders how much time he spends being bitter and twisted.

The amount of time he spends trying to tell the kids how horrible I am also amazes me. It is unneccessary, but he dwells in the pit of loathing, and can see no way out. I am convinced he is going to cause himself an illness as a result, and that would be really sad for the kids.

Man is put on this earth to destroy themselves.

Limbo is a state

Not a state in The US of A, but a state of life, a state of mind, a state which one should try to avoid. Ask me, I've been there for what feels like years, but really is about 6 weeks.

I feel like I am in a time zone, lifeless pieces floating past me as in space as I float around waiting for the ropes to taughten and anchor me to some sort of action plan.

It's all about the action - I'm a doer, like to have action and plans in place which enable me to do and follow. Put me into a state of limbo, a state of weightlessness and I become a destructive, frustrated entity, a meteor on a colision course with the destiny of others.

Give me work to do - I yearn!

Me again- r u there?

Is there anybody out there? I am still waiting for the impeding decision to come from up above. No word as yet, and the boss is away, so we have no idea of the direction we are going. Once again the school holidays are posing a logistical and transport nightmare, where, when and how to ferry little ones that think they are big, to and from activities. It's a challenge we set ourselves when we have kids!
Luckily i have managed to arrange 'play dates' for the kids which mean I dropped off early this am and collect late tonight. Such is life, we plod on through.

Me again ... can you hear me?

Me again, back in the same space, doing the same thing. The days drag by, but we still come in, work & go home.
It's all about balance I guess. Between work and home, family & personal time, family & friends, outside & inside, leisure and exercise. It's all a juggle, a balance, a delecate balance of tried and tested ways to keep sane.
As for me, there is no balance with my extended family - I can't deal with them, they drive me mad. My sister is the most aggressive, angry person I know who feels that no-one has ever done her any favours. Her kids are of the opinion that they are the privledged few, and mere mortals should not bother with them. Or that's what I think they think. MY opinion, to which I am entitled! As for the rest, they all fight over little stuff, and don't support any others cos they really have no interest in knowing anyone unless it benefits them. So goes life. The less I have to deal with it, the better. I like nice, positive people, who support and encourage, and stuff the rest - so say me...again!