I had a newer than my TV arrive from a workmate. This revolutionises my life from the shit feet that was a 14" tv that even my two year old referred to as a "toy telly". So now that takes the edge off needing to shell out on some big fucking behemoth. 
My ex called via grumpsville to say I wasn't prepared enough to have my son overnight tomorrow. I took the power off her by going along with it politely and switching my phone off. Surely she had said what was really on her mind? No? 
Well three hours later, sure enough there were nine missed calls from her. The rug had been pulled from under the arse of this power mad fuck bandit. I had remained calm as she tried to lay down the law and this was not the reaction which she had expected. How could she swim against a tide going the same as her? So she re entered into the fray and tried once again. Through gritted teeth and the fake pleasantness of a company rep I kept upbeat, and "yes I will sort out the medicines and pyjamas that only yesterday had I said I would". 
She is a total cock monkey at times when she is obviously at home climbing the Walls through a lack if confrontation. 
However I was chilling with my workmate and having a couple of beers whilst enjoying a film on my new TV. 
She said I could have my son tomorrow after all but next time blah blah blah snore....(sips beer)...