|I used to be married to God
||[Apr. 4th, 2003|07:06 am]
My ex J and his wife S are driving across country and are supposed to be stopping for a visit on their way to Cape Cod with Amy, but they have not updated us on when they are getting here (or called Erin, or made any effort at all to stay in touch), so of course I can't commit to any plans beyond this weekend because that will undoubtedly be the day when they show up. I am hoping that they will contact us this weekend - they should be in Indiana visiting with J's family now. I'm really anxious to get the dates, because there are other things I want to do and I can't plan anything.
I doubt they will stay long, and if they are truly evil they will get here mid-week so I don't actually get to see Amy for more than a few minutes, but I just don't know what the situation is going to be yet.
Of course the thought that we might have lives that need to be planned around their visit apparently hasn't entered their minds. Whatever they are doing is the center of existence and when anyone else complains that they are being inconvenienced, the Wrath of J is visited upon them. I remember one disastrous summer vacation when we went to his folks' for three weeks. I was fine, if a little bored, but he was infuriated when after a week people kind of had to go back to their own lives. How dare they have other things to do while he was there visiting? He required entertaining, and those evil wretches weren't providing it - and how dare I suggest that maybe they had lives of their own?
When I point out that they have inconvenienced us, and Erin (who needs permission to do something and which I can't grant because I'm not the tuition-paying parent), I will get a startled glance of complete surprise and an apology--and it will happen again, and again. Because the lesson that he is NOT the be-all-and-end-all of the universe will never sink in.
But I'm not bitter....