Just drop them off and leave already. I don't want to talk. We are not friends. GO AWAY.
I have to limit my responses to him as he controls the purse strings, but what up with this friendly BS? He certainly wasn't friendly before D-Day.
Now? Oh, let me chat you up about the girls and tricycles and snacks and parks and aren't i a great dad, yay me! You look great, look at my tanning bed tan!
UGH!!! Drop them off, then leave, then I'll see you in 2 weeks!!!! GO AWAY!!!
Soooooo, he does this to make himself feel better. He can say to himself, "See, self. She still likes yweft ecause we can talk like friends. We are great co-parents and the kids are fine. I'm not an asshole after all.". Obviously, this is delusional thinking.
I'm sorry you feel as though you can't
just shut the door in his face mid sentence. In the alternative, I might find myself on the phone and unable to chat every time he drops them off.
It's hell. I cannot fathom why he thinks he can hang out and talk. I looked at him like he was CRAZY.
I said, please leave, the girls need the truck out of the driveway for safety. (anything! just GO)...
He is really and truly in love with himself and his justifications.
He believes every word he says.
Go. JUST GO!!!!!!
It's bad enough feeling like I can barely breathe or make it through another sad day. I don't need this.
I don't understand how someone can be so incredibly effed up. I just don't get it.
And it doesn't end.
We all are experiencing it, in our own situations. It just sucks, is all.
Find one of his old shirts, get some high-grade treats (Iike steak), and a clicker. Throw the shirt over a pillow, when the humping dog smells the shirt, click, treat. Then wait until the humping dog sniffs and humps the pillow, click, and treat. Then add the phrase "Just Drop The Kids Off" to the sniff, pillow hump, click and treat.
You can see where this is going, right?
So, humping dog is in front yard, he drops the kids off, and he tries to engage you. Humping dog smells him, you yell Just Drop The Kids Off and humping dogs goes to town on his leg, tire, whatever. Video, upload to YouTube, and make a fortune.
Maybe he'll drop the kids off a bit quicker next time.
D-Day, June 10, 2012
Can we be friends? LOVE THIS!!!!!!
Thank you! I needed something to perk me up out of this pity party, and you succeeded.
I still hate that loser, though. And he'd probably hump his own leg judging from his newfound self-love. Loser.
he'd probably hump his own leg judging from his newfound self-love
That is gold! Made me giggle out loud (and I'm in public )
"I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel". –Maya Angelou
"When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be". –
Do you have temporary orders in place yet?
For some reason they think we still want to be "Friends" with them. Being cordial because you are the mother of my children does not equal friends. I went through the same thing during in-house S for months but as soon as I had a signed PSA I didn't have to put up with that shit anymore. Took exactly 2 kid swaps for her to get that she no longer exists to me except when we HAVE to talk about the kids and even those conversations are short and to the point.
[This message edited by 7yrsflushed at 7:43 AM, August 21st (Wednesday)]
Yeah, well, if they could hump their own leg, or were flexible enough to "take care of themselves" orally, we'd never need to worry bout seeing them, would we?
XWH told me on many occasions he wishes that he could have married himself. I'm sure he'd love the above arrangement!
Married: 11 years, no kids
The greater danger for most of us lies not in setting our aim too high and falling short; but in setting our aim too low, and achieving our mark. -Michelangelo
Just sucks :(
My X is a loiterer. My strategies:
1) Come out the front door to greet. Never let him in the house or I can't get him out.
2) Talk directly to kiddo, immediately. "Great to see you! Did you have a nice time?" Focus on your excitement to see kiddo.
3) Dismiss the X. "How about Momma inspects your wavers? Let me see. (Inspect hands for waving capability) The look great! Okay, let's give Daddy BIG waves goodbye as he drives away!"
Alternate 3) Dismiss the X. "Okay, give daddy lots of hugs and kisses, before we wave him off."
Smile. Be super friendly and gentle, but focus on the kids and take control. It hasn't pissed my Narcissist X off yet and generally works unless kiddo wants to show a toy or some such something.
Yet, the tool will loiter in the driveway throughout all those good-bye's.
Bet his girlfriend would pop an artery if she saw this in person. It certainly nearly pops mine, in a different way....
My ex-prat was the same until I asked him to drop the kids off at the front door. I was getting really pissed off with him coming into my flat and commenting on how nice things were, as if I need his approval!
Now I just be very nice and focus on the kids. I never look him in the eye anymore and I always say to them to say goodbye to their daddy.
It's not my job to make him feel like a good person, he'll have to do a lot of work on himself to be able to feel like that.
In the early days he did try a bit of "Good morning SBB!", "Have a great day SBB!" but I completely ignored it all and made a big song and dance of saying goodbye or hello to the girls. Didn't give him a chance to say much.