She's furious today.

Furious that I am not showing the house on her schedule, furious that I went to the school with my youngest to figure out how to successfully pass the year and get set up for a summer school class without her knowledge, furious that last night youngest kid got out of her car and got back in mine and asked to go home.

And while I've been fielding her questions and saying, "I understand how that must feel to you," I just realized..... At NO point has she said,

I really screwed up. I really blew it.

Absolutely everything is my fault. Everything. Not even a "I could have said that better, I came across too harshly."

Everything is my fault. She has been deeply, deeply wronged. Again.

RDM