I apologize to my Facebook friends as I've already posted the really funny part of this on there, but I have been unable to stop laughing for about half an hour now ... and that kind of humor doesn't happen all that often, so I had to share.
My ex-husband is not able to drive himself anymore, so it makes the visitation situation a little complicated. Getting him to commit to a day, time, and place in writing is a new challenge, and he is evidently reluctant to do that.
He made a vague reference to brunch this Sunday, but I don't think a time window of less than eight in the morning until two in the afternoon is too much to ask for. Anyway, my desire to be able to plan out Belle and Addie's weekend led to this exchange that is truly too absurd to be made up.
E-mail from Me:
Hi Pythagorus,
Just checking to see if you have a time/place in mind for Sunday yet. Please let me know when you do.
Thanks,
:-) Katie
E-mail response from Pythagorus:
Hi:
Name of the Restaurant in City of Restaurant at 9 am EST.
Pythagorus
E-mail I considered responding with (but ultimately decided not to ... like I keep saying, that high road's a tough trek sometimes ...):
Hi Pythagorus,
So I'll see you at 6:00 a.m. PDT, 8:00 p.m. ITC (in case I take a jaunt to Bangkok), 4:00 p.m. EAT (or Somalia), 5:30 p.m. AFT (perhaps Afghanistan), 7:00 a.m. CST (Nicaragua), or 3:00 pm CEST (Paris).
Bye--uh, Sawatdi...uh, Nabad gelyo...uh, De kuday pa aman...uh, AdiĆ³s...uh, Au revoir,
:-) Katie
I guess it shows how ridiculous this whole situation has gotten ... but at least I'm laughing and not crying now :-)
And I'm glad I, at least, was able to keep my immaturity in check (well, mostly ... I'm getting it out here), because this isn't about Pythagorus and it isn't about me ... it's about Belle.
I wish that he could see that ...
My ex-husband is not able to drive himself anymore, so it makes the visitation situation a little complicated. Getting him to commit to a day, time, and place in writing is a new challenge, and he is evidently reluctant to do that.
He made a vague reference to brunch this Sunday, but I don't think a time window of less than eight in the morning until two in the afternoon is too much to ask for. Anyway, my desire to be able to plan out Belle and Addie's weekend led to this exchange that is truly too absurd to be made up.
E-mail from Me:
Hi Pythagorus,
Just checking to see if you have a time/place in mind for Sunday yet. Please let me know when you do.
Thanks,
:-) Katie
E-mail response from Pythagorus:
Hi:
Name of the Restaurant in City of Restaurant at 9 am EST.
Pythagorus
E-mail I considered responding with (but ultimately decided not to ... like I keep saying, that high road's a tough trek sometimes ...):
Hi Pythagorus,
So I'll see you at 6:00 a.m. PDT, 8:00 p.m. ITC (in case I take a jaunt to Bangkok), 4:00 p.m. EAT (or Somalia), 5:30 p.m. AFT (perhaps Afghanistan), 7:00 a.m. CST (Nicaragua), or 3:00 pm CEST (Paris).
Bye--uh, Sawatdi...uh, Nabad gelyo...uh, De kuday pa aman...uh, AdiĆ³s...uh, Au revoir,
:-) Katie
I guess it shows how ridiculous this whole situation has gotten ... but at least I'm laughing and not crying now :-)
And I'm glad I, at least, was able to keep my immaturity in check (well, mostly ... I'm getting it out here), because this isn't about Pythagorus and it isn't about me ... it's about Belle.
I wish that he could see that ...
You just gotta laugh sometimes, although complete insanity is worth a try.
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