I’m fed up!! My ex is a total bitch. I know this isn’t the post to come back on since i’ve been gone for so long, but this one just takes the cake of all mother cakes. If she reads it, know that i don’t give two shits about you anymore. I thought that you would one day grow the fuck up, but now I know that is a total lie. It may never happen. Her spoiled ass is going to find out the hard way that life is a motherfucker and that bitch hits hard.
A couple weeks ago, I noticed that my grass has started to grow (in case you missed it, i’ve moved back to NC from DC … another post on that later) and I wanted to cut it using my push mower. Well the rains came and like they say…April showers bring forth May flowers. So maybe now it was more like a month ago. But anyhow…Once the rain went away and I finally found time to be home (as my weekends had been pretty packed recently as well) I went looking throughout my garage for the mower and didn’t find it, so I assumed it was out in my shed. I opened the shed and cleared the cobwebs away and looked around. Nothing. Just boxes and stuff I’ve stored away like my summer and some winter stuff. So i get on the phone and text my ex asking her where my mower is. Sure I had my riding mower, but until I had cleaned up the backyard, and charged the battery, I had no real need for it.
I head over to the neighbor’s and ask her if it was possible they were loaned my mower, as its not uncommon for them to come over and borrow things. Then I remembered that I had loaned it to a friend once, so I called her. She returned that text about an hour later saying no, I brought it back and I’ve been using XXXX’s mower ever since. Well another 3 hours goes by and i finally get a text from my ex. The bitch gave my mower to her best friend. Who has by the way, long since moved away and guess what my $300 mower went with her.
So fast forward to today and I’m out shoppping at lowe’s. I’m still in the process of fixing up my house from all of the damage (yes another blog) and I wanted to get a few things, so that I could finally tear down the “flower bed” i built for her, so i could move it to the backyard and grow my veggies. Well my neighbor text and ask if i’m home, i tell her i’m out but i’ll be back soon. When I get home, I ask her what she needed and she replies that her husband needs a jack to lift her daughter’s car so he can work on it. I’m like sure, he can borrow mine. I bring it over to him, then i go back to my house and start looking for my jack stands so he can get it up high enough off the ground to roll under it.
I had four jack stands that i used on my vehicles when i used to work on my truck before i traded it in. So i’m digging around. Why i’m not sure why b/c i know for a fact i’ve cleaned my garage like 3-4 times since i’ve been home and i have not seen them. So i go back across the street and comment to her husband as I sit on the porch and say “if i knew where my jack stands where i’d let you use them,” then i look down and see that he has one of them.
So i’m like that looks like one of mine. So then i’m told….oh i think he bought that from (insert ex bitch’s name here) at one of her yard sales.
yes,…… one of her yard sales….not sale…but sales…one of many…meaning more than one.
She was selling my stuff. she lied about her money, so she sold my stuff to cover it. now i’m wondering what else did she sell. I really wish i had taken inventory of my house before i left. But i didn’t think she would be as conniving as she was. i didn’t think i had anything to worry about. but alas, when you date children with even infantile mentalities, yes you do.
Soo not only did she lie about how much she wasn’t really making, she was spending it on god knows who. bringing people to live in my house (yes that was the straw that did it all), and just basically lying about everything.
her mother swears up and down that she is an angel, but she only knows what this devil child tells her. let’s see for the last year that we had been together, we had been having issues, and until the day that i put her ass out, her mother had no clue. her mom thought that we were still as lovey dovey as the day we met. Until my two hour long conversation to her mother explaining just what a lying bitch her daughter was.
So i’m fed up…she can kiss my ass. i’m canceling everything, the car registration, consider it canceled. I’ll also make a note to the dmv, that no one is allowed to do anything with the vehicle without my permission. then i’m calling the sheriff and letting them know where the vehicle is, and if they see it on the street they are to tow it on the spot, as it will have no registration. The insurance will get canceled because it has no registration and she can’t drive or keep her little under the table job.
So yeah…i’m done, no more Ms. Nice Guy. Fuck her and the ground she walks on.
