What an interesting weekend I’ve had.
I spent the last two days of last week boo’ed up with my sons. ~sigh~ True love.
I went to their flag football game on Saturday morning and..as usual, their Dad was all emotional about talking with me. Man, this dude can’t even look me in the face without trying to insult me or acting all aggressive and shit. I had to tell him repeatedly to calm down, which he did for a minute and then got all riled up again simply because I told him that I was tired since I don’t sleep at night due to my overnight job and I’d like to go home and get a few hours rest before picking the boys up for a party.
Then he said the most interesting thing…
“I’m so glad they are living with me now! They don’t need you! You’re a horrible mother!”
“Well, that’s not going to last forever!” I spat back.
“Please!” he said. “I can’t wait to see you in court because then you’ll learn all about the LAW!” he growled coming closer to my face.
“Boy you KNOW them being with you was only supposed to be temporary.”
He laughed and took a step back. “You don’t even realize you got played!”
“Oh you played me?”
“There’s a statute of limitations,” he said. “They’ve been with me for 3 years.”
“No they haven’t!”
“You don’t know the LAW! And you’ll see what happens when we get to court!”
He’s so…~sigh~
His words have absolutely no affect on me anymore. I remember when I used to take his threats as LAW. Child please… He’s so small to me now. I know for a fact that when someone tries to hurt you, they are only hurting themselves.
Moving on… I just got back from a late night dinner with the guy I met last week. He pissed me off because he asked me to call him when I was on my way out the door after I explained to him that I wasn’t going anywhere until after I watched Kanye perform on Letterman. After the performance, I called him and told him I’d meet him at the Denny’s where I work in 15 minutes.
Fourteen minutes later I was sitting in my car in the parking lot and he wasn’t there. I was pissed the hell off.
I waited for 10 minutes then I called him.
“Sorry about that,” he said. “I’m on my way now.”
“Don’t bother. You got me sitting in a parking lot by myself like some trick ass hoe ass bitch! I’m leaving. Goodnight.”
I hung up. Five minutes later I get a text from him apologizing and asking me to come back. He said his friend wanted to come and it held him up and he was there waiting for me. I called him and gave him another earful and he took it like a man and apologized again. I decided not to embarrass him in front of his friends so I went back and we had a nice chat and dinner.
Then afterwards he suggested we go back to the studio and I obliged. We watched Kat William’s latest comedy show and I left immediately afterwards. On the way home I was pissed because…
I don’t think this is the time in my life that I need to be “Hanging out”. Hanging out wastes my damn time. I have to make money. I need to eat. I need to see my sons. i feel like he should be trying to make money too. he’s creative and talented and he isn’t a millionaire yet. Why the hell isn’t he grinding to make his dreams come true?
I’m not hanging out with him again unless its about business. I don’t have time for some man to sit up there flirting with me when I could be writing an article or finishing another eBook or creating something that would add value to my portfolio.
Hanging out is for people who already live the type of life they want to live. I am not. And I will not delay my vision for my life for any man.
He must be crazy…