On January 31, 2015, Mr. Crazy left the country to go on a "mission trip." This is beautiful. he gets a week of vacation time for spring break with his daughter this year, and instead of planning a trip that he can take her on or take her with, he plans a trip for ten days to Belize when she can't go. He also gave up one of his parenting weekends during this time, you know, one of those precious weekends he's been fighting so hard for. Oh, he tried to "trade" with me for "compensatory time." But when my daughter says she doesn't want to go down there, and I didn't find out about the "mission trip" out of the country until only a few days before they left, why would I trade? It doesn't benefit our daughter in any way to trade for that.
So the past ten days were glorious. I didn't receive a single email from him. Normally when I hear the email ringtone I have set on my phone, I almost always have that feeling of, Oh, God, what does he want now? So after the fist few days they were gone, I relaxed and checked my emails knowing it was only the usual junk mail I should unsubscribe to.
Then Sunday came. I knew they were on their way soon because my daughter sent me the photo of their Facebook status announcing that they made a total spectacle of themselves as he proposed to the girlfriend on the beach during the mission trip. They couldn't do this trip without making it all about themselves. So that was their last night there and they arrived back home some time Sunday. At 6:50 p.m., I got the email from him. UGH. They've returned. Now he needs to know what we're going to do about the spring break our daughter doesn't want to go on with him, the one he didn't plan to do anything with her.
I have nothing to negotiate. We have a very detailed schedule. I've learned my lesson over the past year, DON'T vary from the schedule. If you want to give up your time, give it up. I'm not giving anything in return. So I didn't answer.
Oh, he doesn't like when I don't answer. So at 10:37 a.m. the next morning, he send me another email asking me to get back to him about this spring break thing and a few other matters that won't occur until mid and later summer. I'm not inclined to deal with those right now since I have no idea what will happen in our pending court case. So I didn't respond.
At 3:43 p.m. that day, I got an email from him asking for my address. I've lived in my house for 3 1/2 years. He knows where I live. He's been there multiple times. The address is in multiple court order. I'm not giving it to him again. In this email though, he accused me of harassing him. He complained that he's had to deal with my twice already since he's returned from his trip. This is hilarious to me. The last correspondence I had with him was January 28. I'm not sure how I've been harassing him when I haven't been in contact.
So then this morning, I get another email, 11:36 a.m. He wants answers about spring break and summer vacation and he wants the answers ASAP. Oh, heavy sigh. I'm obviously not answering buddy. He threatened that I need to answer by 2:30 p.m. He was not happy I didn't get back to him. So at 12:29, he sent me another email. This time he gave me the dates he wants to take off for vacation and said I must email by 2 p.m. or he'll have to choose without my input.
How funny. He doesn't want me to harass him, but since he's been back to town on late Saturday or early Sunday, he's already sent me five emails.
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