That was the first text message I received from Rooferman.
The next one told me to “stay away from his family” and I had “already ruined his Christmas enough already.” Unfortunately for him, both of his parents love me dearly and he has no control over our relationship, and (guess what!) we have to deal with each other for the rest of our daughter’s life.
I was hesitant to send LB to his house today. I was scared she wasn’t coming back and I would have no back-up to reclaim her. Luckily, the blow was softened by Grandma Ruby, who did the transport to his house in the morning. I still had to face him this evening to pick her up.
Durango has been sheathed in ice, so I literally slid up to Rooferman’s door at 7:30 pm. My sister and her awesome girlfriend were sitting in the car, waiting for me. I knocked on the door. Blondie’s face appeared.
“She’ll be ready in a second.”
The door slammed in my face.
LB emerged from the house a moment later, tear-stricken and screaming “Mommy!”
Rooferman wouldn’t even come to the door. Blondie obviously has expressed her feelings toward me as well. I am Satan.
Honestly, I was just relieved to get my daughter back. Parenting shouldn’t be this hellish of an experience. I see the lawyer on Tuesday.
P.S. Remember that job I took a test for? I received notification today that I scored an 89% , ranking me third out of all 70 applicants. They only interview the top 3. I’m calling tomorrow to set it up. Keep your fingers crossed for me and the extra $1000 a month I would make.