I guess I'm more of a normal ex now. I officially hate my ex! He is acting less and less civil (more like himself I guess).

This morning as I was bringing her to dance, Marissa told me her dad said she could go roller skating with friends tonight. Then I talked to him a little later and he said he never talked to her about it but he had plans to bring the kids to the rodeo tonight (with one of his many chicks). So he asked me to bring the kids to him so he would have time to get ready for the rodeo. I asked him at this point to bring my support and his response was "I guess I could have that for you." Every week since I told him I can't make it without it, it's been a struggle.

I played taxi mom all day with Marissa. Just as I'm a normal ex, she's turning into the normal teenager (sh$t!).
Dance from 10:30 (we had to pick up her shoes at her father's) to 12:30. Then she went to help with the parade float at school until 5.

This is when I found out that her dad had told her to ask me to bring her skating. I said no, because this is supposed to be my one night alone with G every two weeks. Well that still backfired on me because she got a ride from a friend but is staying here (with me and G until 7) when her friend picks her up.

I anticipated that he was going to give me a hard time tonight, but I had no idea it was going to be this bad. Marissa had asked me for money for skating and I only had $6 of the $9 she needed. So I asked her to bring me out my check when she went in to ask him for the rest of the money. She came out telling me that "Daddy" said I have to come in to get it. Then when I got in there, he wanted to know "why I was in a bad mood"? I told him it wasn't any of his business and I wanted my support. He starts playing his freaking power play nonsense and said "It don't work like that. You don't just come in and ask for money." I owe him nothing and wasn't in the mood to play his fu%%%ing games or even give him the satisfaction of telling him what was bothering me. Then he said a variety of things a normal a$$hole would say "Forget it then, you're not getting it. Take me to court. You'll get your check once a month." At this point he was standing in the doorway of his bedroom fastening his belt and he bullied his way by me, bumping into me passing in an aggressive way that made me know he was itching to lay his hands on me. I just kept pushing the point and somehow I got the check.

He's still ruining my days and nights. I'm letting him I guess. It's 7:00 on "our date night" and we still have kids. We call this our weekend which usually consists of less than 24 hours. My kids don't leave till Sat night and his son comes back on Sun. afternoon.

Oh yea and plans may be off for his daughter moving in. She's changing her mind again...doesn't want to leave her friends...yadda yadda...

I've cried so much today. My heart has ached so bad today. I have felt so much like the old Gee today. The one you all knew who was depressed and weak and overwhelmed.