All The Small Things

Resolution

Ok, so last time I wrote about the custody thing, Mr. D. and I were going to talk about it on Tuesday night. That was last week. So Tuesday night we had a big discussion, and I thought that I got through to him. He was going to come back to me on Saturday with an answer.

So Saturday (yesterday morning) I spoke to him.

"So, have you had a think about how this is going to work?"

"It's not going to happen. The arrangements stay as they are. You can't have another day."

"I'm NOT taking no for an answer. This is going to happen. I'm giving you the option, which day suits you?"

"Neither day. It's not happening."

"Mr. D., you bought up bringing this further. Please understand, I don't want to have to take this futher. But if you aren't prepared to be reasonable, then I will. I have gotten some advice, and the way it would go down is this: The court will order 50 / 50 care. So we can work this out ourselves, or we can go that route, whichever it is, the answer is clearly going to be half care each."

"No. Its not going to happen."

"It is going to happen. Half a week each is not too much to ask. I'm prepared to go week about, four nights with you one week, four nights with me the next. That is completely fair."

"You're not going to give up until you get you're own way are you?"

"It's not about getting my own way. Its about Nicky. At the moment, she's missing out on spending equal time with us, I'm missing out because she's with you more often than me. The only person winning out here is you. I'm not trying to rip you off, or take Nicky from you. I just want this to be an equitable arrangement for all of us."

At this point Shell said something to Mr. D. which I couldn't make out.

"I'm going to hang up now."

"I'll bring Nicky back on Wednesday then."

"No you won't. I'm hanging up." And he did.

So I was thinking that he was just going to try to screw me over, deny me access and be really painful.

But tonight, we spoke on the phone again.

"So, Mr. D., I'm going to bring Nicky back on Wednesday, Ok?"

"Yep. No worries."

"What?"

"No worries, you can have her for the extra night, we'll just work it out as we go along."

"No. We're going to need to have an arrangement that suits us both. A permanent set arrangement."

"Ok."

"So does week about suit you then?"

"Yep, that'll be fine."

"OK. Whats changed your mind about this? Why are you suddenly ready to be so reasonable?"

"Well, I don't want to go to court."

"Neither do I! You bought it up in the first place. I'd rather we could just talk about things and work out a solution by ourselves."

"Me too."

"Well, that's what I've been trying to do, but its pretty hard to talk to someone who isn't interested in compromising."

"Yeah, I know. Alright, well, we'll see you on Wednesday then."

"No worries, bye."

 

So there you go. Apparently we have a resolution. Completely 50 /50. I'm happy with that. I'm slightly concerned about the sudden change of attitude, hoping that it doesn't constitute the calm before the storm. We shall see I guess.

 

Romance

Yeah. Not me I'm afraid. In fact, this particular "romance" has me vaccilating between anger, nausea, and tears.

I think we all know who the bloke is.

A girlfriend of mine has a huge crush on him, and is just hanging out for him to ask her out. And he thinks she's gorgeous. In fact, he referred to her as his dream girl during the week.

Ugh.

But wait, it gets worse.

She would really like for me to help set them up!

(Honestly. You think I could make up something this TOTALLY ROOTED??)

I do not know what the HELL is going to happen here. If he decides that he'd rather go out with her, then I can't do anything about that. (Except sob) I mean, it's not like I can even hope to compete with her. She's freaking gorgeous, and lovely.

I'm at best pretty, and interesting company.

Which would you choose?

It reminds me of that scene in Romy and Michelle where they're fighting over which one of them is the "Mary". In this situation, there is no argument. She's the Mary. And I'd love to bitch about her a bit, but lets face it, she's just lovely. And she's my friend. How she's unaware of my feelings in this matter is a bit of a mystery, but there you have it. Mary wasn't always aware of Rhoda's feelings either, I'm sure.

Heart, meet Carving Knife.

 

Reconnection

My BFFINTWWW has recently moved home, and we are going to catch up this week. I'm super dooper excited!! How good is it to have good friends who live within cooee??

(Not that I don't love all y'all that live so very very far away, it is awesome to see you, please don't quit visiting and allowing me to periodically come crash on the floor / sofa / spare bed at your place.)

BUT, that being said...

I'm so glad that she's come back! Perhaps my retarded behaviours shall be tempered by her? Perhaps she'll assist me by vetting my crushes?? Perhaps we shall revert to our youthful exuberance, and she'll run me over with her car, and we'll drive down long country roads with our lights off, and run down the street in our socks.

OHH!! Perhaps we'll gorge ourselves on Cadbury's and watch old musicals??

Or perhaps, we shall enjoy our current status, as grown up highly successful ladies. And we shall do as ladies do, and discuss art and high culture and our careers and future morgages and the upcoming elections and how the budget will affect us, and whether or not interest rates will rise and that nice Princess Mary while we get our hair set.

Um. Maybe not.

I don't really give a shit what we do, as long as we get to reconnect.

Cos I've really missed her, and I am stoked that she's back!!