November 9, 2014
My ex-husband still owns a half an hour of my day, everyday. If he and I live another 12 years, and this daily phone bore-athon continues, then I will have given him 131,400 minutes of my life. That's 2190 hours or Shit! 91.25 days! No! I refuse. My life is finite. I will not talk about cats with him anymore. Won't. I'll hang up. It grinds me. It's torture for me to listen and act like I care. Act like I don't mind being polite. My insides are in a knot. I won't stand for it!!