Troll-wife made an appearance tonight.  She boo-hooed all over the place.  It was hard not to actively be an asshole.  She was really acting like she expected me to comfort her.

Everything she was lamenting about was something I directly addressed during her proposal that we divorce:

"We're going to have to foreclose or short sale the house."  No shit.  Were you really expecting to pay for a five bedroom, four bathroom house by yourself, dumbass?

"The kids are fucked up now."  No shit.  Who the fuck do you think has been trying to put the pieces of their self esteem back together every night when you're being a dancing queen?

"The divorce is so expensive it's crippling us."  No shit.  We're not even to trial yet, dumbass, and you're running out of credit.  I, however, am not on hourly billing so I'll be able to afford it and just be in debt for a decade.

"Our daughter hates me now."  No shit.  You abandoned her and broke up her family to indulge yourself, asshole.  You haven't even followed through to get a new counsellor for you and her in the last six weeks, dumbass.  You're just lucky our son isn't old enough yet to recognize what an asshole you are.

Earlier today, she said she was going to spend the night here.  She reneged on that (thankfully), but asked to take the kids to spend the night at her mother's.  Daughter said she wasn't interested (big surprise) and son looked to me for approval.  I told him it was up to him and it wouldn't hurt my feelings if he went.  He actually DID go.

Daughter and I made brownies:

and watched the beginning of Rubber:

What was funny was the whole time troll-wife was boo-hooing about problems related to divorce, girlfriend #1 (valkyrie) and girlfriend #2 (sweet girl) were texting me.  I'd excuse myself and read the texts, occasionally making a curt reply.  I even, for one sick and twisted moment, considered snapping a picture of her tear stained, red, and puffy face and texting it to them when they asked what I was doing.

Seriously... Did she think, even for a moment, that I'd feel sympathy for her or try to console her?  Are we suddenly having empathy for each other now?  Fuck her.  This was all her idea.