Exhausted.

This single parenting thing is exhausting.  I didn't think it would be as bad but with an exchange student in the house - two 16 year old girls are keeping me busy.  Gotta admit though, it's better than two toddlers, or worse, four kids or whatever most single parents have to cope with.

RJ has been with me since the split.  She's only been at SXU's while I was away - and there is a story.

While I was in Norway - RJ had the audacity to throw a party - in my house - with alcohol and about 15 kids - of which at least half stayed over night.  She told XSU she was staying at a friend's and he of course, didn't bother verifying it on a land line.  It wasn't hard to figure out she had a bash as rather than cleaning up after herself she left a huge mess in the kitchen.  I had spent half the night before I left putting the house in order so it would be all calm and good when I returned.  The assault that hit me when I walked in made me scream with fury.  And she didn't bother cleaning up because - she knew the consequences would be minimal if any.

When I told XSU what had happened - he thought I was exaggerating.  She lied about where she was, she lied about what she did and she most certainly broke trusts on so many levels.  He brought the girls back and I made him look around the place to see what had happened.

The best he could come up with was to take away her camera.  I turned off her phone after I was done with my first bit of primal scream therapy.

Laptop was dicey.  I couldn't remember the password for the wireless network - roll eyes - so couldn't change that.    I am still working on that.

She also had to come straight home every day with SXU and no outside activities allowed after school.  However, again this past weekend there were more parties - and XSU allowed her to to.  I would have said no. BUT she was not at my house.

Better even, XSU took away her key to his house.  She claims she never needed a key to get into my house because the door was left unlocked.  Totally NOT possible.  It doesn't matter any way since I am under renovations and the doors and locks are being replaced in the next couple of weeks.

Restructuring: Life after marriage ends.

The end of the marriage has begun. It would seem that I really should move on and the spousalennuie needs to be done. From now on it is restructuring time.

And wow am I restructuring. I am starting with foundations. The basement rec room. I've had it completely gutted and and am rebuilding it from the cement walls - got rid of the nasty panelling and it is being replaced with gyprock. Rebel Junior would like the walls painted a shade of yellow. I can go with that. I want her to be able to spend time here with her friends and be comfortable and if the colour of the room helps make a difference so be it.

My personal restructuring has also begun. I've changed all my " emergency contacts" at work. I have a good friend from church up on first and and she has my two brothers up on her list. I've kept them all in that loop. That was a big one.

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