Okay, D was final 5/06... XW is finally packing up the rest of her stuff. Was out last week and again today to box up "stuff".
We've actually been getting along. Joking around a bit. Talking nicely. Fixed her lunch again this week.
I want Sooo much to put my arms around her and give her a hug....but that would way not be cool. She doesn't feel anything for me that way. And every time in the past when the conversation has turned to our R/M it's gotten snarky. So, 180 for me. No R/M talk. No reconciliation talk. No affection. Just niceness. Hopefully when the latest BF fades from the scene...she'll decide that maybe I'm not so bad after all.
When she was cleaning out the curio cabinet in our BR (that I made for her after S was born...) she saw the bag of cards/momentos from when she had her second miscarriage. Asked what these were doing there. I said I had seen them in the big box you were going through last week and got them out to look at; don't worry I'll put them back.... But I did tell her I was keeping two of the cards that were MINE.
I so wanted to say more. Didn't though. That was a tough time.
She's making a roast in the oven right now... I said, gee, maybe I should stay for dinner (I work at 4 tonight) She said well we won't be here, I'm taking the roast back to my apt!
I said geez, wouldn't it be easier to just eat here instead of running back and forth w/ the kids? I don't get it!
