Back to Life, Back to Reality

Guess what I loved about my cruise to the Bahamas? EVERYTHING! The food, the entertainment, the crystal blue waters, the cocktails, the shore excursions, and hanging out with the boys were just great.

I also loved the fact that I didn’t have to deal with the ex for a whole week! Ahhhh, it was so nice and relaxing not having to contend with schedule changes, accusations, and his ignoring important communications from me about our son. Naturally that all changed once we got home.

Apparently, the ex has a bee in his bonnet about the fact that he can’t “afford” to take our son on, “such a nice trip.” Please. He took our son on a week-long beach vacation last year while the only thing we did was go camping for a few nights. That’s the way it goes sometimes. No need to whine about it. Sometimes you’ve got the money, sometimes you don’t. Plus, he just went to Florida for a week with his buddies, and I have to assume that wasn’t free. 

Aside from being pissed-off about our trip, he has now decided that I “work” the custody schedule. And since I asked for an extra afternoon with our son so he could attend my college graduation, I should have, “planned graduation better.”
Okkkaaayyyyy... First of all, I adhere to the custody schedule. I get two weeks of vacation every year, and I ask for a few extra days with our son occasionally, as he does. I have no idea how I am “working” the custody schedule. Second, what the hell was I supposed to do about graduation? Call the school and tell them to reschedule it because my ex is unhappy with the date and time?

I know I let these things upset me, but it’s hard not to get aggravated. Many times, I have to sit there, waiting for his highness’s permission to go on vacation, take our son for an extra day, etc. It makes vacation and trip planning a virtual nightmare. It’s not like I can ignore him in these situations, because I HAVE to communicate with him in order to make sure the dates/times I choose are OK.