First, there was this:

Then this happened:

In the back of my mind it really seemed too good to be true. Somehow I knew this would happen.

Guess who couldn't pull the trigger? I got an email today that they're "trying to work it out." He has a timeline this time and seems to think that makes it all ok. Guess what, dumbass, it didn't work for us. When shit finally totally fell apart, we gave a 3 month timeline and nothing fucking changed.

This woman is 45. She isn't going to change. I took the opportunity to ream him about the "mom" thing and implied that I may not be as generous and accommodating as I have if the boundaries aren't cleared up. I wasn't particularly "nice."