The Shirt Off His Back
The World According To Kiki & J-Fed
Although I've vowed to no longer be a bitter, hateful bitch this year, I refuse to stop the madness completely. This means another 365 days of ragging on J-Fed for all of the idiotic things he's done and continues to do on a daily basis.
I've been extremely quiet since the great Christmas blowout. In fact, I've been
almost obsolete. In an effort to escape the insanity of this so-called life, I decided to wisely take refuge down at my parents on an ongoing basis, far away from J-Fed, T.O.W. (the other woman) and all of the memories of days long gone.
It's amazing how therapeutic my mock "move" has been. While I'd be happier on a separate
continent from J-Fed, staying 10 minutes up the road will suffice for now. Down at my parents house I don't contemplate what J-Fed and T.O.W. are doing at that very moment. I don't have the urge to look out the window at every car that passes by to see if it's HIM leaving HER house. I don't consider walking around the corner to see if her car is gone, knowing full well it's likely over at J-Fed's house.
And of course, I don't have to fight the temptation to egg her car. Ok, so the last one was a joke. I've said it before and I'll say it again. There was no egging on this end.
The reason that I don't do any of these things, aside from the fact that I care less by the day, is because down there I forget they exist.
In fact, there is no J-Fed. On some days I look at the kids and imagine they were brought down to me from the mother ship. On other days, I make myself believe that Falcor the luckydragon from the Neverending Story dropped them on my doorstep.
The point being I'm in a happier place when I'm away from my "home", which in itself poses a problem since I do live in my house and pay a mortgage on it until it finally sells. While I feel a small twinge of sadness when I pack up the kids and the dog for days at a time, I know that in the end it's what is best for all of us. Mommy is happy and has helping hands. Daughters spend time with Pop Pop and Mom and Mom, and it's a win-win for us all.
