Man. Oh man.. The last couple days have been...troublesome to say the least.

Monday=day alone getting oil changed, chatting it up with a friend..nothing out of the ordinary...alright..this is my life now..I spent a lot of time at the place trying to figure out why I can't get a 4k signal to my tv..no big deal, distractions..I did figure it out.

Tuesday=back at work. Nearly broken down before I even left to do my route for the day..a 20 minute drive to my service area filled with spastic breathing and nearly going into total break down..i held it at bay, until I spoke with a female friend going pretty much the same thing..she's very nice, and no..we aren't gonna become anything. After that, I was shut off emotionally, but God damn business's needs to be taken care of..particularly mortgage payment..so I text my stbxw if she's still using the joint checking account..I haven't touched it since I pulled out my half. She says yes, and I want reassurance from her that she provide her half..yo..mistake number 1..she starts throwing feelings into it..and how disheartening it is for me to not feel like I can trust her..im like..uh, you left me for some fat fuck jack wagon you work with..I didnt reply with that, but that was my thought, kept it on point..other bills..taken care of..

Later that fucking night...guess who calls..yup..sobbing..telling me that I need to stop the xfer of funds to the joint account because she can't pay her half...reasoning..she's broke -601.50 in the God damn hole...not even a week after being on her own..said some fraud got her..immediately my red alarm klaxon was blaring...and I cancelled the xfer..listened to what she said happened..and ended the phone call. This woman has been, telling me that I should feel guilty or some kind of emotion about her financial situation since d-day...I don't care anymore..

Anyway..after work today, I go to the bank..the joint account, which I haven't touched..and request info..transfers, transactions, if the account as been flagged for fraud..after 15 minutes of digging..she was telling me the truth..ok..thats fine..but God damn..the amount of money being spent by this woman of eating out and not actually getting groceries is seriously concerning me...its not my problem..but its bad...150 dollars in one day spent on eating out..shake head.

I leave the bank..somehow saddened by that fact that I have no basis to have a "what the fuck" intervention with her..and go to my house..

INSURANCE:

THIS IS WHERE I GET PISSED.

I just got a new car after an accident..sweet ride. Best car I've ever had. And I was in the process of excluding myself from the main policy, today was the day to do so..come to find out..that on my motherfuckkng birthday..she felt the need to have my car, removed from the policy without my knowledge..before we agreed upon...and 2 days after I sent her money for it...

I really hope this is the final "fuck you" I don't deserve from her..

Enough rant..time for salmon and tater tots.