Taking a Right at Albuquerque

My life now seems to go in a continuous cycle.  Not in a bad way, like a merry-go-round that never stops.  It's now like I'm on a road with two paths in front of me and a map of where I've been.  I keep looking at the map for clues to where I should be going.  I took a proverbial left at Albuquerque, and that's how I ended up here.  What if next time I take a right?

I'm speaking of course about the "mess" that is my co-parenting relationship.

Co-Parenting and Clothing Exchanges - A How NOT to Guide

Ugggghhh!!!  The Clothes!!

Go to Google and type "clothing exchange after divorce".  You'll find a number of frustrated parents (both men and women) who haven't been able to constructively solve this little issue.

I'll admit it.  I'm one of them.  It's one of those nitpicky things that for way too long, I haven't quite been able to let go.  

My children are with their father, the Goblin King, a full 50% of the time.  We each have a full wardrobe for them in our own homes.  I dress them in clothing from my home and prepare a list as part of our agreed e-mail exchange which I send to him.  I also return any clothing or items that were from his home on the last exchange.