Remember yesterday when I said Chapin was being fairly nice? Well that lasted about 12 hours. He called me freaking 20 times today for various crap. I hung up on him once. He flipped out over something Blue Eyes did (although he doesn’t know about Blue Eyes, he found something in his car that was given to Pumpkinhead and probably put two and two together, then had a cow). That ended in him calling me a bad mother who put myself over the interests of our son. He also said, “If you can’t tell the person who gave Pumpkinhead this thing that he’s not allowed to have it, I will.” Whatever, it is totally something Chapin would have given Pumpkinhead if he’d thought of it first.

The day ended with him swearing he will stay here maybe a year and then leave again. He’s convinced the government is stealing his money (child support), pissed that he owes so much on his credit card (with which I was directed to make the child support and car payments) and determined to live on his truck rather than getting a real apartment. I don’t care. I just want him to stop calling and asking me questions 10,000 times a day. After I hung up on him, he finally called his coworker and asked him for help. Then he called back to apologize for being such a dick. Guess my new boundary setting tools are working.