I never showed up to meet with that idiot. I stayed in bed watching daytime talk shows instead.
At 11:08am he sends a picture of an empty chair and asked where I'm at.
He can't be serious.
I was gonna ignore it but decided he should know I had no intention of ever showing up.
At 11:11am. I sent him a picture of my view in bed, eating hot cheetos.. watching some boring shit on tv, not giving a fuck.
He went silent after that.
Yall think he's really gonna sell Milo?
He ain't gonna do shit. He was probably lonely as fuck and stole my cat for company. How's that for pathetic.
His plan didnt work.
I'm not falling for his bullshit.
I ordered coffee and got out of bed to get my day going. 20 min later, it was delivered. I went downstairs to retrieve it. And as I'm taking the first sip, I receive a new text from him.
At 11.40am, he said he posted milo for sell. Sent a picture of my cat sleeping on a bed with a FOR SALE sign above him.
Asking $3 obo.
I can't take him serious.
That wont even cover the gas he used to drive out here when he kidnapped him.
I fed all the animals and while I was checking up on the kittens I decided to send him a picture of me hugging the orange spotted one. Told him its fine cus I already found Milo's replacement. Best of luck finding him his furever home.
Since I'm off the schedule at the club until further notice I got plenty of time to play his stupid games.
Did he really think I would fall for this shit?? Nah. Milo is from the streets. I'm sure this isn't the first time he's been kidnapped. He'll be fine.
Tommys response to that was a gif of someone throwing a pufferfish in the ocean 😒
I hope milo drives him crazy.
I hope he keeps him up all night.
Hoping he uses his face as a scratching post too when he finally does fall asleep.
I also hope he forgot to buy a litterbox. That will teach him.
I took off to run some errands. I went to physical therapy first.. went shopping for groceries.. picked up my prescriptions. Took fresh flowers to my girls. I got a much needed massage cus the tension in my neck has been killing me. I wanted to get my nails done but we're trying to save money around here for my next lawsuit. The fbi won't know what hit them.
On my way back home Jesse texted & reminded me that we had a date tonight. He swore I agreed to go out with him but I don't remember talking about it. I was drinking and flirting with the guy all night.. it could've happened. He said he had my money too lol. I decided to accept his invitation.. I had nothing else going on tonight anyway. Why not. What's the worst that could happen?
So we agreed he would pick me up around 730pm.
I went to visit Christine around 6 so I could drop off the kids passports.
We needed to talk.
I've been doing some thinking..
& I told Christine I wanted my kids to come home. Since I'm giving him those 2 weeks in Italy, he needs to send them back home with me.
I wasnt really thinking straight that day when we discussed everything.. from lack of sleep or whatever you wanna call it but I'm well rested now and I got demands. If they're gonna take them to Italy, then they gotta come home early. I think that's fair. She agreed.. and said she'd take care of it.
While I was there, she offered to give me a blowout.. how could I say no. My hair could use some volume. She washed it and styled it for me..
Gawd i love that woman.
