Hi all...as some of you know, I was hoping my daughters would call me by Sunday asking if they could back home to stay. They're with my wife this week at the OM's apartment; ugh. My youngest daughter did tell me after yesterday's youth soccer game that she would like to spend the night at home and then go back to stay with Mom the rest of the week. I brought that up to my W and she tells me it's her week and that I'll get them back on Friday (yes, I verbally agreed to it, but it hasn't backfired on her yet).<P> I plan on changing arrangements next time, if possible. I'm also upset with her living arrangements and dishonesty. I called the kids on Saturday night to say goodnight, and one of the OM's co-workers answered the phone. He is a nice guy and very good with kids; I asked him where my W was. He told me that her and the OM went out to dinner and he was watching the kids. RRRGggggh.<P> And, before the soccer games yesterday, I asked my W how the kids had been sleeping. She told me last Thursday that she would be sleeping in the bed with them (it's a one bedroom apt.) and that the OM would be on the couch. Well, yesterday she tells me that the kids have been sleeping on the couch because it's impossible for the OM to sleep there because he's too big (he's like 6' 3"). I did go ballistic again (sorry to the Plan A/Plan B forum users; I thought I was doing well on Plan A until this weekend). Probably the worst things I said to her were that she disgusted me, had no morals, and had put the kids in a compromising situation. LB's, yes; honesty, yes; truthfulness, yes.<P> But, I am sickened by her lack of couth and probably could have addressed it from a less judgemental standpoint. I e-mailed her this morning to apologize for my outbursts and told her I should have handled it differently; I also told her I didn't agree with the way she was handling things either.<P> So, there's my venting/confession for this Monday morning. Thanks for reading along!<P>theo<P>