I promised I'd blog today and with fifteen minutes left of this day, thought I'd better make good on my promise. The problem is...that I have no subject to rant about. Okay...yes I do...

One unusual thing did happen today. My ex showed up on my doorstep. He rode his bike for four hours in the cold to spend some time with the kids. As great as that was, it made things quite awkward for me. My husband is working the 3:30 to midnight shift and so we had no chaperone - not that we needed one. Also, although I felt it to be the only humane thing to do, I was not able to offer him the spare bed and had to send him home in the dark and cold on his bicycle. This upset my son the most. He cried out of worry for his father. He didn't want his dad to have to ride for another four hours in the dark and cold all alone. I felt terrible but had no choice.

I think that this would be an excellent scenario for the scruples game. What to do? My ex is a grown man and made his decision to ride out here on his own. My husband works hard to provide food and shelter for our family and does not feel that he should also provide shelter or a free ride for my ex. I don't want to be an enabler. I'm trying to get rid of that kind of destructive behaviour in my life - but then again, come on! I just put a man out on the street in the cold, knowing that he was going to ride for hours in the dark on a country road on a bike with one measly little reflector while wearing a black jacket.

I'm not completely heartless though, I did drive him part way and tossed him a pack of matches so that he could have a smoke on his way home. Maybe the glow of the cigarette will be light enough for a car to see him and not run him over - however, depending on what exactly he is smoking, he could be riding in the middle of the road.