A "Love" To Last A Lifetime

It has been a hard time over the holidays this year.  I guess it has to do with everything being the "first" as a divorced single parent.  Don't get me wrong -- I'm happy as a clam as far as being rid of the ex.  I don't miss him one little bit.  I know that seems kinda strange considering that I spent nearly a third of my life with him. 

I guess it turns out that a third was just enough!
 
Right before Christmas Mr. LO called me up all talkative and giggling like a school girl.  He was drunk off his lazy behind.  I didn't care for the conversation, but he was civil.  I thought that it was a little strange since I had the kids (Christmas was mine this year) and his family was 1,500 miles away.  I guess if you have enough alcohol and drugs every and any day can be happy, happy, happy. 

Anyway, the nice ended within a few days when he called me up to ask me to send a letter to our state telling them that he had made some child support payments back in September. Why in the hell he thinks I would do anything for him I have no clue.  The strange thing is is that he is still 2 1/2 months behind.  So, la dee daa he made a few payments a couple of months ago. 

He only has to pay $100 a week for two kids.  He has a GOOD DEAL, and he can't even swing that.  I won't even start on the fact that he is supposed to pay for half of the medical expenses not covered by insurance, or the fact that he was supposed to paying the premiums for the kids' insurance. 

So to make a long story short he called me the "C" word.  I heard it -- it was under his breath.  He is a lot of things, but he isn't stupid when it comes to where I draw the line.  He was drunk and/or high no doubt, and that is why it slipped.  Anyway, I hung up on him, thought about it for a few hours and called his sorry ass back and gave him hell over many calls for a few hours that night.