Are you a good wife?

He who must not be named, NOT Lord Voldemort (I wouldn't want to disrespect Lord Voldemort by associating him with the other he who must not be named) informed me that I was not a good wife.  He provided one specific reason.  Apparently I was a bad wife because I did not give him enough any ORAL SEX.  Give me a fucking break.  I got married so I WOULDN'T have to do that!  Forget the fact that I couldn't stand looking at his chicken skin.  He felt very confident in this assessment of my wifely responsibilities.  I even asked him if that's what I should teach our daughter to ensure she is a good wife; SILENCE.  Just as expected because the argument was stupid.

So mothers be sure to sit down with your daughters and have this important talk BEFORE she gets married to ensure she is a successful wife.  Probably also wouldn't be a bad idea to let your sons in on this expectation so he knows EXACTLY what to look for in a potential wife.

Witamy czytelników z Zqierz i Warszawa, Polska.

Dumb Shit the EX says...

You expect me to pay for toothbrushes!? - kids first overnight stay with him and he was FURIOUS when he realized he was expected to feed, clothe and house them while they are in his possession.

I refuse to pay for duplicates of things the kids already own - He doesn't believe the kids should have the same things at both our residences.

We both know I don't have to play dumb - haha

I'm not good with this stuff - he was wrong AGAIN with the stipulations from the temporary orders.  This may be my first time also but I can read!

You are causing me to be negative every month because you have me under temporary orders - He's negative because he can't control his money.  And final orders aren't going to change anything.

I'm in debt now because you threw me out - Not really.  He is in debt because he's spent over $8500 in just over 2 months on garbage.

I didn't know I could take the kids overnight - Maybe he doesn't know how to read...

I'm not going to miss these either...

Blood and pus splatters on the mirrors from him picking at his face.  I pray our kids don't get cursed with his terrible complexion.

Him constantly threateningly me that he is going to take the kids away from me.

Wondering exactly how many of his female co-workers he slept with.

Having to go clothes/shoe/anything shopping with him.  He can't make a decision to save his life.  We would usually walk out of the store empty handed because he would give up.

Always being late because he all of a sudden has to take a crap the second we had to leave somewhere.

Finding porn on our home computer.

Lying in bed next to him while he watches porn on his porn phone then me pretending not to notice the bed moving.

Pee all around the toilet and on the floor.

Speeding tickets and false car insurance claims.

Lying on his insurance information that he is a non smoker so he can get the discount.

Hearing the same old stories about his humanitarian work at the missions in Mexico. From what he said the only mission work he did was screw everyone who was on the same trip.

Hearing how he works with morons and he is the ONLY one that does ANY work.

Missing out on benefits because he is too lazy to fill out forms or do any research.

His general messy-ness and disorganization.

Filing taxes last minute because of said messy-ness and disorganization.

His mispronunciations.  It's,
oblige not oblawge
nauseous not nausezous
supposedly not supposably
anyway not anyways
used to not use to
I can go on forever...

Hearing him complain about his current medical problem but never go to the doctor/dentist.

Crying like a baby because he got sunburned on his neck even though he was reminded about sunscreen and how much of a baby he was last time.

Being in debt.

Having to constantly say no to his disgusting requests.  Apparently the fact that I didn't have the same interests made me a bad wife.

Hearing him complain about being so tired because he stayed up late watching garbage on TV all night and passed out on the couch.

Need I go on?

Hello to everyone in Brazil.

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I didn’t expect to write another post after closing down in April but I have gotten a lot of feedback, both good and bad. My Google Analytics reports are exploding. To date my last post has been translated into 4 languages and has had visitors as far away as Brazil. It’s funny that one post has had more traffic than everything I had posted before.

The reason I deleted and closed everything down was because my identity had been compromised. Internet security and privacy is a big deal to me. This individual is of little consequence to me. I know that anything posted on the internet is fair game but I would rather not have people reading my thoughts who know who I am in real life. Go get your jollies somewhere else. There is a new blog for lunchtime crafts, pot pie art and everything from my Target cart. Try an see if you can find it. : )

In all the feedback there have been some questions that have been repeatedly asked,

1. What happened to your marriage? – I don’t know. Everything blew up all at once. All attempts at any repair or reconciliation were rejected from day one. The final straw that set the inevatable in motion was apparently a lie. Even most recently any mention of therapy or counseling are ignored.

2. Is there anything you will miss about your future EX? – Of course. Grilled cheese sandwiches, Rocky Road ice cream, the I Love You song, the Gummi Bear song, special sayings or gestures that only we shared, commando trips to Disney World, being with someone who knew exactly how to order my breakfast tacos, breakfast in bed, special suprises of clearance merchandise or magazines. You get the picture, it’s not like everything was bad.

3. Why are comments turned off? – My intent when shutting down was to make the final post then never return to post again. I didn’t really expect any comments because I had so little traffic and I didn’t want to have to moderate any comments. If you have something to say send me an e-mail, margoisland@gmail.com.

4. Are you ok? – I guess…I pay a crazy amount of money to see a therapist every week. Everyone should consider therapy at some point in their life. Things I had suspected have been confirmed and I am working through the stigma. Admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery.

So there you have it. See you on the other side.

Final post. Enjoy.

Here are just a few things I will NOT miss about my future ex,

HIS SMOKING!!!  Being lied to about his smoking, and the smoke filled garage.  We were always short on cash for necessities but he could always find money for cigarettes and his nasty cigars

Arguing with him about why he doesn't contribute to his retirement

His lying

His wandering eye

Wondering how many other dating websites he is registered at

His BIG talking name dropping habit

His unwillingness to try anything new

His empty promises

Him telling me I am a bad mother

No more being blamed for everything that has gone wrong in our lives

Being ignored while we sit less than 3 feet apart on the couch

His lack of drive and determination

Tolerate his inability to complete home repair projects

Watching him pick at the acne on his face then smell his fingers

Watching him pick his nose then wipe his fingers on his pants or lick his fingers

Hearing him exclaim "Oh yeah" after farting

No more complaining that I didn't thank him for noticing that he did something within 2 seconds after coming in the door

Having to vacuum up toilet paper balls from the bathroom floor from him wiping his ass

No more road rage or texting while driving

No more excuses that all guys look at porn!  It's a guy thing isn't an excuse.

Pretending not to be annoyed when he entertains himself on his Porn-phone.  He guards that phone with his life.

Hiding his pornography collection

Watching him ignore the kids while he entertains himself on his Porn-phone

Tolerate his mother

HIS SMOKING!!!

Getting updates on having to clip his toe nails

Listen to his whining

Sharing my tweezers with him so he can dig into his face

Begging for him to get off the couch

Listening to him complain about not having friends or hobbies

His preference for store bought presents vs. gifts I made with love for him

Him telling me he didn't know what to get me for a gift, we were together for a LONG time and had no idea of my likes and interests.  And then telling me it was insulting to him when I provided him a list of possible gifts

Living off plastic.  Good thing I canceled our credit cards.

Credit card late fees!!!

HIS SMOKING!!!

Hearing him complain about not having any money and his insistence to borrow money from my mother

Asking me "Any thoughts on dinner?"

Picking up his dirty clothes from all over the house

His idea of doing the laundry meant decorating the living room with baskets full of laundry or clothes piled on the couch

His inability to make decisions.

Asking me questions any 2 year old could answer

Hearing him make that chewing on his tongue noise when he is concentrating

HIS SMOKING!!!

Repeating myself

Hearing him start off a question with the following, "Well I told you about..."  If you know you already told me then why mention it again?

Complaints that I don't buy boneless skinless chicken breasts

Complaining about his crappy used car that HE picked out and just HAD to have

Hearing him complain that I had a 8 year old new car.  HE bought me my H2 as a Mothers Day present!

HIS SMOKING!!!

Hearing about how he is not appreciated at his crap job.  He NEVER did anything to transfer departments, get promoted, etc.

Hearing about how he is so important at his crap job.  I swear if a bird pooped on a window it was an emergency call.

Getting scratched in bed by the talons on his feet

Complaining about not being able to sleep in.  We have 4 kids!

DID I MENTION HIS SMOKING!!!