Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf? Not Me
Enjoli, Mistress of White Trash Hell
My kids love the Three Little Pigs story. I read it and use different voices for the pigs and wolf. This week I started thinking about my situation due to some rather unfortunate events and decided that I had been married to the Big Bad Wolf.
On Sunday night I asked Mr. LO to burn copies of the pictures he had on our old hard drive to CD's for me. He told me that the only way he would do this is if I gave him my camcorder. My camcorder was a birthday gift from my Dad a few years back. Mr. LO removed it from the house during the divorce and was court ordered to give it back to me. He says that he wants it to make copies of movies that we have on tape.
I told him to give me the copies of the tapes and that I would have copies made for both of us by using an outside service... ON MY DIME.
He told me that I would never see my kids' baby pictures or home videos since I was such B****.
So, he left in a huff.
Monday morning I get the kids in the SUV and start it up. The windshield wipers, heat, headlights and turn signals don't work. I had SUV in the shop last week, and it was perfect. I had it out Saturday night, and it was perfect. I noticed the cover to the fuse area was askew. There were several spots where fuses should have been.
Mr. LO is the only person within a 1,500 miles radius who has ever had a key to my SUV. I'm certain that when he left my place pissed off he went to my SUV and pulled fuses. His explanation is that I must have a stalker, and I can't possibly be safe so why don't I just let him stay over to make sure everything is ok. YEAH RIGHT!!!! Let the Wolf in -- that would be smart...
You see, over the 12 years we were together I witnessed and caught him doing many hateful things to people. People who were his friends, his family, strangers... and he did these things because he could.
