I heard it from the Ex
Mood:  d'oh
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Hello There,

I've been viewing the ex's blog. She thinks I read hers and I wouldn't doubt she reads mine. We both have no reservations in anything we say or do.

On her last blog she mused about what would happen if she had multiple self entities which continued independently on different paths. In other words, if she stayed in college, if she stayed in the state where she was born, etc.

In 1 of these personas she wrote about what if she remained married to me. She says she would still be doing all the housework and child rearing and I would be smoking the evil weed and providing no help.

Jodi, (the Baronette), pointed out to me how if the ex was in a football game, she would be penalized for unnecessary roughness.

I easily admit that I smoked that bad stuff a long time. It makes you lethargic and erases responsibility from your mind. I deeply regret I didn't stop a lot sooner than I did. I worked hard each day and wanted to relax when I got home. Don't ever start puffing it. It may eat you up.

Most of my married life my ex's jobs were spent flying a desk and never got out of the office much. I would work hard physically. Pulling cables, running around a lot. I enjoyed the relaxing feeling I got from the puff stuff. Up until the final few years of our marriage the ex enjoyed the stuff too. To listen to her you would think she never imbibed. It did weaken our finances but several times when she complained about the budget, I got a raise or skipped to a new job. By the time our marriage was over, I had doubled my original wage.

Listen here, I'm for sure not defending weed smoking at all. Just setting things straight.

What you won't read in my ex's blog, is that after she was gone, I quit smoking immediately. The truth is that she annoyed me so much that becoming "medicated" was my escape from her passive/aggressive attitude. She felt she was ALWAYS right. She was a spin doctor and was good at arguing her point. She wasn't often right, just good at arguing. She was overbearing. She still ALWAYS thinks she's right.

In the end I couldn't find myself sucking up to her to keep the marriage. I even made silly promises I knew I couldn't keep. I wanted to save the marriage for the kids alone. I read a lot about how parents divided faired poorly on raising kids. The ex would have only stayed around if I had made up immediately and comprehensively for all my supposed wrongs. By this time she had so much wore me down with her attitude there could have been no going back.

I was sad for a while but rebounded in short order. I feel very good about myself now. I'm proud of my life. Had I known then what I know now I'd have jumped right out of the marriage with both feet running.

When we split our possesions I admit I told her I would rather sell the house than let her have it. In the end she was gracious in not insisting we sell the things that she couldn't put in the apartment where she was moving. She let me buy her out on the house. I make more money than she does.

She wanted to remain friends and it felt like she was "buying" a guarantee of the friendship by not attempting to force me to sell things. She had the doc move in with her. This social misfit excuse of a man had said terrible things about me on his blog. She defended his written abuse of me while we were still married. This halted any friendship we could have had.

Ok, that's it I just wanted to tell my side of the "better off" me.


I had a nice day. I was with the Baronette for a lot of it. She's a great lady. Tomorrow I go to a birthday and meet most of her family. I'm looking forward to it. Tomorrow night she and her kids are coming to my house for a Super Bowl get together. It promises to be very nice.

I will be writing again soon. I hope all my readers are having happy and wonderful lives. May the sun shine down on you every day.

The Blue Baron