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The Ex and I on a Sunday night, lol

Me: So you just randomly took our son on a road trip out of state and didn’t say anything? You would be pissed off if I did that.
Ex: You are right, I apologize, I’m running late should have him home in 45 minutes.
Me: So who did you go with?
Ex: A friend
Me: A Friend with benefits?
Ex: Ummmm, you have friends with benefits
Me: So was it the blonde?
Ex: Yes
Me: Nice….Where you going to tell me that we are now introducing our kids to our “friends”
Ex: Nope, I wasn’t gonna say a thing
Me: Typical…..I should have told you to pick me up a new flat iron on your way back, mine broke.
Ex: Really, a flat iron? 


This is the Ex and I’s Sunday night conversation. We talk more now that we live in two separate houses than we did the 15 years we were married. I did need a new flat iron tho…


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