I've just had a ranting, hysterical phone call from the ex - not to apologise for her recent behaviour, or to offer an explanation, but to complain that she can't get onto the internet on her laptop and that it is my daughter's fault and she should go over there and sort it out.
I don't think so.
Luckily when I get a stressfull incident like that I can just go and watch the cats snoozing on the bed for a few minutes, and calm is restored once more.
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