We must remain, perfect strangers....

Can you tell I am feeling a bit anxious today? I want to keep this short and sweet and just give you the basics. Had dinner with the Italians ex wife a few nights ago, she cut La Petits hair and then we sat around and chatted. She doesnt want to be in the middle of the drama between me and her ex. We have developed a friendship that goes beyond that. She also does not question her kids about him and his exgirlfriend and or me cause she is just trying to live her own life. Anyway. I spoke with his daughter who I am very close with and she is very upset about the whole situation. My bad, mental note to self, do not allow another mans children to get close to you unless you are sure this is going to be a real, long lasting relationship. Then she proceeds to tell me that the Italian told her to spend he night eavesdropping on me and her Mom. That he wanted to know all of the things that we said about him, and to report it back. I mean OMG, grow up. What kind of man puts a little girl in that osition? He also told her that I was a slut, a lowlife, etc. etc. We spoke for a while about it.

Well guess who just called me ranting and screaming. What a loser, a piece of shit, trash, whore I am. A bad mother who created a drug addict and how its no wonder my husband is an alcoholic having to live with me. What a freaking pyschopath. Telling me to stay away from his kids, then the threats started, how I dont want to mess with him. I let him rant for a few minutes and told him to go F himself and hung up. My god, how do I get myself into these situations???? Well, I guess I should have listened to SYD and stayed far far away from these people. {sigh} Hindsight is everything.

I am very dissappointed because I came in to work feeling good today. Refreshed. Ready for the next phase. Well, at least I know what kind of a person he is now, and I can put it behind me. I did get to tell him what a vulgar disspicable man he is, which made me smile, although I do not think he heard me over his rantings. Geesh... Amazing how fragile a mans ego can be!!!

Had a rough family session at the Prince's program the same night. It kind of seems that the family counselour has it in for him a little. The conversation got a little heated in regard to the Princes reluctance to starting behaving responsibily as he is winding up the program, high school and his early adolescent years. He got upset, threw a fit, starting ranting and stormed out of the session. We continued on without him. The family counselour again discussed all of the problems with the relationship between the Prince and his Dad. She thought that he should be the one taking him to the NA meetings to maybe help them forge a better relationship. While I hope at some point in time that will come between them, it is more important to me that he find his place in the rooms and be comfortable there and know that he has a place there. He has the rest of his life to work out his issues with his dad.

Going to Florida tomorrow morning for a long weekend with my girlies. It will be nice to far away from all of the drama. We may also have a buyer for my house, so keep your fingers crossed for me! Peace to you and yours.