I had to call the police today.
After yet another slanging match on the phone this morning about childcare and housing with my STBX, my MIL turned up unannounced to "tidy up the hedges" as they are a "disgrace."
I told my MIL that if the hedges need cutting (they do), I will in fact do them myself. She told me as she had invested money in the property (poxy loan a couple of years back) she has a right to do the hedges. I really needed this........
I told MIL (calmly for once!!) to please stop or I'll have to ring my solicitor or call the police. She laughed so I had had enough by now and decided to call the police. The police were very good and I apologised for the call being so trivial but I needed help from a woman who is really peeing me off at the mo.
After putting down the phone, I told the MIL (still cutting away!!) I had called the police and that they were on their way. Funny that she should get in her car and drive off....
I along with all the other people on this website who are going through a messy divorce know how bad and how depressive life can be. I wouldn't mind if I was a drug induced, raving alcoholic, wife beater who cheats on his spouse, but I AM NOT - NO WAY. I was a happily married man 12 months ago who unbeknown to him, his "wife" was having her second affair.
I got told off for this by one of my best friends today but I couldn't resisit it. I text the STBX and said how sad that my best ever friend has treated me so poorly and how much she was loved in nearly 10 years. It's an understatement to say how much I worshipped the ground she walked on but I think you can all guess what that woman meant to me :( - Gutted.
I know there are always two sides to every story and that you are all hearing my side, but I am starting to have enough of all this, I really am. I'm a happy go lucky cheeky chappie who likes a good laugh, but I never, ever cheated on my wife who I adored.