Well, last weekend SHE officially moved in with my ex. She has my house, my furniture, my dog, and my kids (every second week). This doesn't really make me sad. BUT, it's a big secret. He has told our kids not to tell me that SHE is living there. The kids told their grandmother who in turn told me. Then last night when I was talking to them, my daughter started to say something about it and stopped. That is what makes me so sad. Why do they have to hide it? She is a nice lady and my kids really like her. I have nothing against her. Actually I feel sorry for her for getting mixed up with such an idiot. Sigh!
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