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 <pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2008 20:21:28 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;Ex Number Two had been causing me some definite grief. But like the sun rises in the east, he makes a sudden mental shift and it&#039;s all coming up roses again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I knew it would; he cycles through his pattern faster than my washing machine cycles through a heavy load.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His lows remind me every time why I left him. I feel nothing. The abusive behavior comes back, the mind f**k returns and I feel like I&#039;ve been tossed five years back into a quagmire of mental hell - and I don&#039;t even live with him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But when that cycle spins around, ooooh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had been having a bad time during the March break. Both kids had been at home for the week. The teen slept until 2 p.m. every day and didn&#039;t want to participate in activities. The toddler screamed and bounced off walls begging for an energy release. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I watched my workload pile up with no chance to dig in and earn some money. Fine, I thought. This is my chance for some forced vacation. We&#039;ll go to a museum. In the city. Two hours away. In winter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The drive took nearly three hours, my teen moped through the halls and my toddler didn&#039;t care for any exhibit that didn&#039;t ring, pop, snap, or buzz. The dinosaurs turned her on, and we spent a lot of time patting monster replicas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a parking ticket I couldn&#039;t afford, we&#039;d forgotten to eat supper and everyone was hungry and there was black ice on the roads. Let&#039;s just say I should&#039;ve stayed home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day was a snowstorm and we were back to bouncing-off-the-walls-chaos. My teen begged to go snow tubing. My toddler wanted to watch cartoons all day long. I wanted to cry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The day after, I woke up determined to have a Good Time. Snow tubing it would be! The sun shone brightly, it wasn&#039;t cold, and I was ready.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.firstwivesworld.com/community/house-bloggers/juliesavard/why-cant-it-be-all-the-time&quot;&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2008 17:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
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