Got home around 3:30 this morning, and slept like a baby...
until about 20 mins ago, when Rhonda called me to complain as usual about everything and anything. Got called an asshole twice.
Fun stuff indeed.
I told her that if we need to keep talking to each other to arrange visits with the kids, she needs to either talk to me like Im a human being, or not call me at all. I'm getting really sick of this "I can't have you, but I'll do whatever it takes to manipulate you" attitude of hers.