Case in point (of what I have been bitching about). My nephews have a half day today. Their dad wanted to visit on Monday or perhaps Monday and Tuesday. I said fine but Tuesday was a good day to come out because he can have more time with the boys since they’ll be home by 12:30pm. He did not show up Monday (nor did he let me know one way or the other) so I surmised he decided to visit on Tuesday. Cool– maybe I’d have a peaceful day studying, maybe at the library.
On Tuesday around 12:30 (about the time the boys were getting home) the boys’ dad messages me that he is on his way (he lives south of Detroit). Oh joy. He is not here to take the kids and I have to deal with them. I figure he’d get to my house around 2pm. 2pm goes by…3pm…nothing.
Well, he finally shows up around 4pm to visit with his boys. Out of control. Of course he is apologetic and full of excuses. Doesn’t help me much at all.
All I can think about is all the times my husband would get chewed out by his ex-wife for being 2-10 minutes late (and this is a man who doesn’t drive at all) for parenting time with his son (whether picking up his son or dropping him off). Damn, I wonder she would feel about someone being an hour, 2 hours, 3-4 hours late for visitation on a regular basis? Maybe I should be a total bitch like her– chew my brother out, yell at him over the phone when he doesn’t show up on time…I wonder if I’d get results…
I do put my Halloween face on, I do let him know I am not happy. I just don’t think the boys deserve to hear me chew their dad out and/or go off on him.
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