Ugh. Mr Peeler has yet another speeding fine. I pay his rego, insurance, give him petrol money each week so he can at least pick up the kids from school, I paid his last (how many!) fines because he didn’t even ring up to arrange instalments… I just can’t even. I get that he’s dyslexic etc. But fucking hell! I’m not paying this one, fuck it. I’m working hard and trying to save so we can have things and he’s just pissing around. The other day he was late picking up the kids because he just “popped in” to a mate’s place in the afternoon and “had a whiskey,” then found himself stuck in traffic. Wtf is he even doing drinking before picking up the kids?! I’m fucking relying on this fuck!

Just getting it out of me before I get home or it’ll come out in an angry rush which will in turn make him angry, defensive or both, and the kids will be right there exposed to it all. Thanks for listening.