Never a dull moment around here, folks. Well, that’s not true. It’s mostly peaceful and at times even a little mundane, peppered with WTF here and there.
Where do I even begin? Ah yes, here. The prodigal is now a couple weeks away from moving in to his bachelor digs. The live-in ex girlfriend has officially bought what looks to be a one way ticket to crazy town.
Apparently, the past two weeks have been like poking a cobra with a stick at casa heartbreak hotel. When he tries to cook himself a meal after a day at work, she tells him he’s not allowed to use “her” stove. If he cooks anyway, she will take his meal and either throw it in the garbage or at him.
The fridge is off limits, too..because…it’s hers. Whatever food he has bought for himself ends up on the counter or in the garbage can. Perfectly normal behavior. Said nobody. Ever.
The broom…..well, how dare he sweep the floor with HER broom?! I’m guessing it’s her only mode of transportation lately, so best be careful with it.
It all came to a head the other night. I have told him time and time again not to engage her when she starts taking verbal jabs at him. She’s waiting for a reaction and in the age of the Me Too movement, odds are not in his favor.
She took one poke too much at him and he let her have it…verbally. I will not repeat what was said. Just trust me when I say she went completely ape-shit crazy unhinged. So much so that she thought hitting him would be a good move. Wrong.
The police escorted her out. When they asked him if he wanted to press charges, he said no. Why? She has a little four year old boy and was taking him into consideration (don’t worry he was not there. She has pawned him off to her 85 year old grandmother again) So off she went. Not allowed to return for 24-hours.
Folks, no good deed goes unpunished. When my son got home from work the next day, she had taken all the pots and pans, the microwave, the toaster, the kettle, dishes, spice rack (huh?) and removed all four burners from the stove and removed the grills from inside the oven. Then she put a combination pad lock on her bedroom door (which can be unscrewed very easily from the door frame on the OUTSIDE of the door. I never said she was smart). It looks like her mother was there to help, too. The family that acts hateful together stays together? I don’t know….I have no words.
She seems to come and go when he is at work, but so far, they have not been under the same roof at the same time since last week. Good. I’m hoping she stays away until he moves. Poppa bear and I will feel relieved when that day comes.
I know break ups can bring out the worst in people. This though….I don’t know what to say. Lesson learned for the lad. Take your time with the next person who walks into your life my boy.
PS, I guess she has been walking or taking Uber to get back and forth, because she left the broom behind. Ha!