What a terrible couple of days. I feel suffocated in decisions, plots, threats and keeping human. Needless to say the car has now been returned, it had something to do with the children refusing to see him and miraculously the car appeared back on the drive. The bad news is that his excuse for taking it was to give it a preliminary MOT check, producing a nice list of jobs that need doing on it. Since I have already paid £700 since we split in July on what is actually his car I am not paying anymore. I simply have asked that he return my Golf to me and then the threats begin. He is going to stop paying, he doesn't care if we get made homeless, he's moving back in (fat chance!) and he is putting himself first - when did he ever stop? The good thing is, I always must find hope, the worst thing he can do is stop paying since he can't in fact make us homeless and he can't in fact stop paying because everything will simply get taken out of his wages, we will struggle for a couple of months until the CSA catch up with him and then at least I won't have to let him in the house anymore. I kind of feared that he would stop paying us and now that he has I realise it isn't as bad as I feared and in some ways its a kind of relief that the worst has happened and we can survive it. I felt quite tearful when I wrote that! The painting has suffered, what with battling my husband - oh and he told me that this is war, strange really, living with him was like living through a war so its nothing new except I don't have to fight every day anymore, then texting everyone to tell them I'm ok, friends and family popping round to check I'm ok, getting ready to return to school tomorrow etc, the painting has definitely suffered. Still I picked up the pastels this afternoon briefly, am working on the path, not quite sure yet how to create a gravelly effect with the path, and working on the right hand side border, its nearly finished and I'm getting ready to move on as well. Just need to leap onto my son's xbox on Call of Duty 6 to practise my machine gun blasting - since this is war I must arm myself and be prepared.