Wow. TONS of crazy stuff. I finally told her I loved her and wasn't abandoning her but I needed some space and was going with the kids to a local (free! special last minute deal!) apartment this weekend with the kids.

Result: As if I had pointed a gun at her head. Complete hysteria. Crazymaking talk.

And now, due to my stupidity in letting her in the door when she knocked & got the 3yo , who was finally almost asleep, excited about 1am, she's on the couch in the living room of the apartment. It's 3:20am and my goal of getting some decent sleep seems hopeless.