Just one more realization that I'm thrilled to have the Gnat out of my life. I went to the nursery today and picked out flowers that I wanted and put them in pots that I liked. This may not sound like a big deal, but the Gnat was hyper critical about this. He always complained about us needing to pot some flowers, but never liked the ones I would pick.
We would go to the nursery and literally spend hours looking at flowers only to come home empty handed. He always bitched and moaned about what I picked, but never picked anything himself. I gave up planting flowers the past couple of years, because it was ridiculously stressful.
So today, I have pretty flowers on my front steps and down by my mailbox. I can't wait to see the disapproving sneer on the Gnat's face when he drops the kids off tomorrow.
[This message edited by newlysingle at 6:12 PM, October 19th (Saturday)]