Should I start a countdown?

Three and a wake up! Yay! I can't believe it. The weekend went by so fast, it is already Tuesday night. I got PT (maybe) and a double header for softball tommorrow, then nothing really on Thursday, will probably pack my bag for Saturday, then Friday I am getting out of the office as fast as I can so I can go shopping for snacks for the road trip and hotel and going home to go to bed. Plus, I gotta finish cleaning up this week. Still gotta fold laundry, file paperwork, and finish up the little bit of stuff in the kitchen. Not a whole bunch (except for the never ending pile of paperwork).

I actually called my ex-husband's new wife (OMG) and talked to her for a few minutes. He has to do some paperwork, but he has a tendency to either forget or blow it off, so I asked her to really jump on his ass about it, because it is really important stuff, and we talked for a few minutes about me missing the kids and her dealing with the routine she had of getting them to and from daycare, and the trouble they gave her in the mornings - caused by the fact that they stayed up all night watching tv. I told her that I had told their father not to put a TV in their room in the first place, because I knew this would happen, and she had taken the TV out herself because of the morning problems, but Arianna says daddy is mean and that is why she wants to come home to me so badly. She is gonna have a rude awakening when she gets here, cause mommy only has one tv, and when she gets a new one, it goes in mommy's room. Sometimes she wants to play mommy against daddy, but it never works. Even though we split, we still, most of the time, agree on stuff for the kids. Only in some circumstances do we not agree. And usually it blows up in his face when he goes against me. Like this time. He learned. Mommy always knows best.

It is going to be nice getting the kids back, but it is sad that in order for me to get them, he has to give them up for almost a year. Hopefully he will be able to afford to come up for Christmas to see them for a few days. That would be nice. I know they will miss him, they missed me after just a couple weeks. And they won't see him for almost six months, assuming he comes in December, otherwise it will be almost a full year before they see him again. So everyone cross your fingers. The kids need a daddy, and I am lucky enough that they have one that wants to be one, when a lot of the guys I hear about are worthless dead beats that insult their kids and deny them rather than step up and be a man and support the kids. My kids got a daddy that actually admits that the best place for them is with me if we can't do joint custody, but is willing to fight for them if he thinks it is the right thing for them.