Uh oh...it's Friday. Which is awesome...But I forgot Thursday again. I was going to write out some stuff last night, but got "distracted" again. I ended up writing in an email to a friend of mine and got a lot out that way. He is one of those people that inspires me. I have also been spending a lot of time studying. I am having to renew my licenses and it requires a lot of personal time to get through it. I am basically bring my work home with me, which I have an incredible amount of difficulty doing. Not much choice in this matter. And, it really bothers me when I have no choice in a situation.
Aside from that...
I am having unexpected company this weekend. Not sure on the day exactly. Said he would be here tonight. And I had only heard about this last night. Nothing like a little notice eh? This person? My daughters father. I could go on and on...and on...about how I feel about him. I would rather not, however. He hasn't been around, called or other form of communication for over 8 months. No contact on her birthday. No phone calls to see how school was going.(Oh I take that back, he called back in April to say he wasn't going to be around for her bday..pardon me) Nothing, till yesterday. I am now required to stop whatever plans we may have had in order to accommodate his need. Needs?? Shall I list the needs of his daughter? Has there been any flipping consideration for her? None. Nothing. Zero. Zip. Nada. He doesn't do anything monetary to support her either, let alone the emotional. But yet...here I am. Accommodating his need for the yearly visit. So he can say he saw her. Let's not go into the fact that he still talks to her like she is 3. Hello?? The girl is 10 and incredibly smart and mature for her age. You think she doesn't notice what an ass he is making himself to be? She is not the little girl he left 7 years ago. Ugh...this is going to be difficult. I am going to have to stand there and hold my tongue. I can't influence her opinions of him. It is up to her to come to her own conclusions. I understand that. I respect that. But it is so hard to see her go through it.
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