My crazy ex-husband just called me and asked me if he could have some things out of our house. I told him he already got all he was getting and if he needs something, he needs to ask his new ‘boyfriend’ to get it for him. Imagine the nerve of him. I am so darn angry right now that I could spit blood and not mine either.
He wanted some furniture and stuff like that. I have extra furniture in the extra bedrooms but I’m not giving it to him and his ‘sweetie pie‘. He left me and if he had wanted anything, then he should have taken it with him right then. He sure as heck isn’t getting a darn thing now unless a judge tells me I have to give it to him. He made his choices and now he can sleep with them or live with them or whatever.
He’s nothing to me anymore but a bad memory, a stupid choice and a piss poor choice on my part. That sure as heck won’t happen again because he can kiss what I’m sitting on a million times and he ain’t getting diddly squat from me ever again.
