Update: Warning, I need to rant.
Well, it might be official, May she will be moving out. THANK GOD. She stresses me out a little. For example, lately she has threatened to take away the two cats we adopted. THIS pissed me off....she wanted the damn cats early in the relationship, we got them, she never took care of them. EVER. I cleaned the litter box, played with them, and fed them. Now all of a sudden the last two weeks "oh, ive been feeding the cats every day, if you can't take care of them I will find someone who can".
Really bitch. I feed them one to two cups a day, because I think giving them unlimited access will cause obesity. But anyway, that is that. I also noticed she has been more "busy" so I am taking care of the dog as well. I have told her stupid ass to leave the dog home if she can't commit to it. She claims to walk her and feed her daily. It's like a 10 minute walk...and this dog has ALOT of energy. Needs at least 30 minutes minimal to 1 hour to really pass the f out for the rest of the day. Somehow, having dogs growing up (which ive noticed, her parents take care of and not her) makes her an expert. Everytime she comes home and bring her girlfriend over, I watch and laugh. The dog jumps on them and mouths them and they scream until finally my ex puts her in the kennel or they leave. It's ridiculous. She is delusional. And she has an Instagram photo where it says "when your husband asks where this dog came from and she's like

idk"...the fuck, you don't even know how to take care of the one you have now. She is all about #lovedogs #wannasave them all. Fucking public relations right there.
I responded tonight to one text that pissed me off. So one of my redbulls burst in the freezer. It wasn't a huge mess, maybe an area the size of a cookie that I should have cleaned up. The counters aren't dirty but aren't clean. She bitched about that. Hmmm...but I mean coming home to the dog pooping and peeing on the kitchen floor because she doesn't want to kennel her anymore is any more sanitary...but I mean, I am a piece of shit, fucking pig, lets see, what happened to me I became a piece of shit, oh I hate your guts, I hate living here, same old shit in her texts. It's annoying. I want her leave already, I told her to leave in May. I'll figure out the money situation. AND she had the nerve to tell me I'd lose kitchen privileges if I keep this up? She must be nuts. MUST BE NUTS. She also had the nerve to tell me she would pay less rent if she kept being the maid...but she doesn't understands that most of the mess is from the dog...but it's easier to blame me.
I saw her on Sunday with a new guy. Seems consistent. She talks to this guy on the phone all the time, on speaker...which is weird. I handled it well. Guy said sup, I said sup, she drove off. She also got pissed that day because I was going to move her car out of the parking spot which we take turns each week using. Somehow, i am crossing boundaries...but seriously, she knew what day it was. I could have texted her but come on, it was the afternoon already and she went for a walk, lol. Seriously. Once again, she took advantage of that to send me a barrage of texts after she saw me come out with her spare key and by her car.