Yesterday, and today, I have realised that my blind love for my ex is dying.

This is having the effect of making me see her as she really is and believe me, it is not a pretty sight! Though she is a beautiful woman, I see no beauty in her soul at all. I only see her slyness, her manipulative ways and her incredible talent for lying.  But I don't hate her anymore. I just don't care about her or what she does.

I am moving in October as it will be better for me in so many ways. I don't plan on sharing my plans with her though.

 I had a date yesterday! It was SO much fun though it is nothing

I'm sure I've heard it said that men marry women that remind them of their mother's. I could be wrong, but somewhere in my sub-concious I've heard that said.

So, what is my mother like?

Well, just about everyone that should be dear to her has walked away from her.

Her husband, her children and her grandchildren. All have either left her or have distanced themselves from her. That's a lot of people, 13 in all.

If I was here, I'd be staring to look at the common denominator in all of this, but I'm not her. She choses the life she leads, and is certainly too old to change anything, even if she

Really? Oh yes.

I mean, pandering to the cat and dog to the extent that she'll allow them to drink the remainder of her milk from her breakfast bowl out of the bowl itself.

That, for me is just disgusting.

Oh yes, I said to stop it, too right I did. But she won't be told what to do, will she. Nope, what we'll do instead is to make sure 'Dad's' not around when it happens instead.

I mean, what the animals want is far more important than what I and the kids want.

Not a cross word to the cat about crapping on the carpet, or the dog for insanely barking. Bless them, she loves them and they love her.