The week of 11.2.2007
I was home with Baby Girl and The Guy I Married (aka Idiot). I had lain down to take a nap around 130pm. I woke at little after three to find that Idiot had left the house and left Baby Girl to play with a cooler that she could fit in and the lid shut while she was in it. I called to ask him what time he left. He left just before 2. So, that meant she was alone for an over an hour playing with the cooler and could have gotten caught inside and I would not have known as he didn’t wake me when he left to let me know I had to watch her.


11.15.2007
I arrived home at 11pm to find the garage door open, (the entrance we use into the house) and the door to the garage from the house unlocked. Idiot was sleeping. Baby Girl was awake watching TV and The Boy (10 years old) was not in the house. I woke him to ask where the boy was. He said “I guess he never came home”. I, again asked in a panicked manner, “WHERE IS HE!?” To which Idiot replied “He was supposed to come home after watching a movie at the neighbor’s house.” He rolled over and went back to sleep. I contacted the neighbor to verify that The Boy was indeed there and safe. I was entirely worried that Baby Girl could have very well gotten out of the house and been in the street as Idiot would have been unaware of what was going on.

There was another similar occasion earlier this year where I had gone to bed around 9pm. The Boy was over at the neighbors. I thought that Idiot was waiting for The Boy to get home and would retire to bed once the boy had returned. I awoke at 3am to find the garage door open, all of the lights on and The Boy not home. I woke Idiot and asked him where The Boy was, to which he responded similarly, “I guess he never came home.”

11.17.2007
Locked me in the closet!!
I was trying to clean out the closet as I was switching out the summer clothes for winter clothes. Idiot entered the room and asked me if I was to be done soon. I said, yes and asked why. I thought he may have wanted the room to play his X-box. However, he responded with “Because we are going to have sex.” I said, “No we aren’t.” He began to try to grab at me and pull me down onto the bed. When I told him that I didn’t think it was funny and I wanted him to stop, he continued to harass me and touch me. He repeatedly kept trying to grab/touch me. After many attempts to get him to stop, I went into the bathroom, shut and locked the door. I waited until he left and came out. He was hiding in the closet, so I went back into the bathroom. He finally left the bedroom and I exited the bathroom to continue to clean up. As soon as he heard me come out of the bathroom he came back into the bedroom to find me in the closet putting more clothes up. He closed the closet door, turned the light out and barricaded the door so that I could not open it. He left me locked in there while Baby Girl was asking him to “let her Mommy out.” When he finally left the door, Baby Girl came and opened it to let me out. He was sitting on the bed. Upon exiting I told him that I did not appreciate him acting like that in front of her and that I thought he was acting entirely immature. He told me that I was acting like a second-grader because I didn’t want him to touch me and that I “needed to pull this stick out of my ass”. As I reentered the closet to put more clothes away Sofia thought this was a game and tried to do the same by shutting the light and closing the door on me.