Sometimes I really hate my ex.
We are desperately behind in paying for our daughter's gymnastics lessons. On Friday after the ex had dropped her off at the center, they instructed her to call her dad: Make some sort of payment or pick up your daughter.
Rather than give them even a dime of the money he owes, he let her get kicked out of gymnastics--her passion, the activity she loves more than any other.
How the hell could you be such a bastard to someone you love? Who would crush a kid rather than give up a few dollars?
The last time she was in this situation, she called me. Though I was running errands in another town I stopped what I was doing and drove straight over to make a payment I couldn't exactly afford to make. I wasn't about to see my daughter devastated and humiliated in that way.
It is more infuriating to know that, as in most of the past five years when I was a single mom, he has more money than I do:
We have a huge rent payment and only one income.
The Ex has two full incomes--his and his live-in girlfriend's--and less expenses: he lives with his mom (no rent or mortgage payment either), she paid for groceries, and she and I paid for the kids' clothing, shoes, and other needs.
Recap: More than twice our income, amazingly less living expenses. (Imagine how much your budget would improve if you didn't have to pay for a place to live!)
If I hear him say one more time that he doesn't have any money...