Summertime
It's summertime and as per my divorce agreement, I will see the boys for 5 weeks this summer. Of course, it's always a hassle. always... I have to play hardball with my ex wife's lawyer just to get a call back. I had to have someone from the State Bar of Arizona get involved for him to call me back. We'll see what happens, but I keep telling myself that I WILL see my boys soon.. and that she can't get away with this for long.. eventually they will be with me and her delay will just cut off the amount of time she has with them during the end of the summer.

Last night we rearranged the bedroom a little bit. I brought in another dresser for M to use for her clothes. I don't have much to say these days. However, when I visit a place like San Diego, I wonder why I don't live there. I love it there, I feel comfortable with the people, the climate the roads... well just about everything. I will make excuses that it is hard to find a job there.. that even if I did,, I wouldn't make enough to have the things that I have today... so I remind myself that people can be happy or miserable anywhere. I am choosing to be happy. However, it does pain me to see the photos of my boys everywhere. In my wallet.. on my desk, on the walls of the house... all of those photos.. but I haven't seen the boys for awhile.

My ex wife is a super bitch... suprabitch... evil bitch... nasty bitch... I really hate her... I hate the way she lives her life and how she can fill me up with hate and anger the minute I hear her voice. I hate how she leaves childish messages on my phone at work... she would be happy that I am full of so much hate for her.. she would be happy that she can have this effect on me... so I do my best to calm down and remember that this time will pass and I should do my best to enjoy it.. and when I get the boys, they will have so much fun.

I have some things planned for them this summer.