I just found out today that The Ex is moving. Well, that part’s been known for awhile, as the former “marital abode” has been on the market since Thanksgiving and someone stupidly fortunately has agreed to pay money for it, even knowing full well that in the 7 years we owned it, not a bit of useful maintenance has been performed to this crumbling charming and atmospheric 200+ year old money pit house.
But I digress. Bitter? No. Not me. What makes you say that?
Could it have been welcoming the Annual Return of The Termite Swarm to the once-solid wooden beams down in the basement?
Could it have been the non-existent driveway (easily installed with a Real Contractor) that forced me to lug heavy children, groceries, etc, up and down a steep muddy/icy/snowy hill several times a day? For SEVEN years? That when construction began, it took FIVE YEARS to complete, and much of that time was after I no longer lived there but when I did had always provided Someone with a convenient excuse not only to operate toys like backhoes and tractors, but also to shirk any real parenting responsibility for years on end?
Could it have been the fact that I spent six years descending a set of stairs in order to reach my closet, the one closet in the house, and squeezing myself into a bathroom designed for anorexic midgets? Even though those things were promised as we bought the home to be rectified by renovation, yet later we just couldn’t spare the cash because everything has gone to the cause supporting the defense of Someone’s thwarted attempt to kidnap his biological child away from the adoptive parents?
No. Couldn’t have been those things.
But still I digress.
So today I found out that The Ex is moving next week when the house closes. Good, fine, I said. (I am of course thinking: whateverrr)
But his house? Where he’s moving to?
Is across the street from mine.
Yes, The Ex wants to live Right. Across. The. Street. From me.
Heart. Attack.
[tags]heart attack, divorce, stalker, ex-husband, kidnapping, money pit[/tags]
January 26th, 2007 at 12:13 am
wow…
when i first saw your title i thought maybe you were having stuff similar to waht i did at christmas… which was pain and numbness on the left side. (how can you have both? i don’t know. i did. along with tingling!)
but no… you meant something else… youch.
youch wow.
i send my support.
January 26th, 2007 at 1:26 am
can he DO that? after skimming the court file, I guess if you tell him he can’t, he really will. What a nucking fightmare!
January 26th, 2007 at 2:07 am
Holyshit what the hell is up with THAT??
I am so so so so so so sorry and shocked.
January 26th, 2007 at 7:54 am
Cynzim — did you get that checked out? If not a heart issue, could be a panic attack.
January 26th, 2007 at 9:54 am
Eep. My condolences.
January 26th, 2007 at 12:40 pm
Can I swear here? Imagine a LONG stream of varied expletives vehemently hurled from my mouth.What is he thinking!? Is this against the law?
Can this be considered stalking?
Does he think he will be getting back together with you eventually by doing this?! Do you have really good thick curtains hung in windows that face that direction? How about a 12 foot hedge surrounding your home and a moat?
Feel like moving again? Somewhere within court approved territory but not across the _________street from said ex.
I am really flabbergasted. Wow..wow..
January 26th, 2007 at 1:03 pm
yes, i did get it checked out… forced myself to go in (last week) bec. my dad died of a haert attack at 48 and i’m an “under-reporter” as these things go. all is fine.
my gut feeling is that is was a warning that i need to deal with stuff differently.
regarding your situation… i am assuming you are asking for help from both the seen and the unseen. this situation certainly calls for clarification on many levels.
with support, cynzim
January 26th, 2007 at 2:02 pm
Wow. This is just AWFUL news.
January 27th, 2007 at 12:14 am
Oh. Wow. I bet even your psychic didn’t see this one coming.
I’m sooo sorry.
January 27th, 2007 at 8:28 pm
Um, can you file for a protective order that keeps him further away from you than where he’s planning to live? Worth a try.
January 29th, 2007 at 12:20 pm
*heeb* That’s just WRONG! And slightly creepy!
January 30th, 2007 at 9:01 pm
Enjoying your blog. I was sitting here all peaceful and such reading about your channeling. (Kind of intriguing as I only seem to be able to channel my really, really bratty inner child). And then I get to the heart attack blog and my first thought was just….ick. That sucks. Sorry.
January 30th, 2007 at 9:59 pm
[...] Could it be because the money is coming from the coffers of The Ex, who by the way unloaded his TWO moving trucks across the street from me this evening while effectively blocking ALL his neighbors plus anyone else who wanted to collect their mail, from leaving the parking lot? [...]
February 1st, 2007 at 12:45 pm
My dear, I think I’d lose my mind. I’m having issues with my estranged husband, and he’s 2 & 1/2 hours away! I wish you all the luck in the world!
February 6th, 2007 at 5:14 pm
[...] so sorry we screwed up the bus thing for you! The biggest irony is my children were with The Ex (Day 7: The Seige From Across the Street) who had no idea about the phone calls or the [...]
February 6th, 2007 at 7:27 pm
Wow. How did you get a hold of these court documents? I realize they’re public knowledge but does your EX have any idea that you’re writing about him? I’m going through a divorce right now and an ugly custody battle is in the works (not uncommon) and all I keep thinking about it how my son will be able to see all of the nasty details from these public court records if he should choose too later on in life.
Do you think more people would stop and think twice if they knew that their children would be able to read every word written about his / her parents?
HMMM.