Woo-shaaaa.

So, that's over. I have never seen so many elephants in one corner before, especially without anyone mentioning them.

Quick outline: She came by with the boy, I offered to let her come in for a while. Played it real cool, friendly, you know the drill. She wound up going with us to the fireworks display, with a stop at the ice cream shop beforehand. No major screw-ups. She brought up 3 or 4 topics that made me really uncomfortable, though I am not sure that she knew that, just did the whole "shut up and let your ears bleed" thing and got through it.

As the night was wrapping up, she thanked me for letting her come along. I thanked her for coming and said that I thought the boy really enjoyed it (pause for 2 beats), and that I did too. She readily agreed.

No R talk, we were both real careful about any D stuff. I allowed her unfettered access to the house (which she hasn't, to my knowledge, been in for more than a month), and I know she had to notice some of the stuff I wanted her to notice (some contrived, most just me being the new me).

I don't know what she was thinking, or what she is thinking now, but I would lay heavy odds that she cried on the way back to her mother's. A lot.

She said we didn't have to call for the Good Night, as she left after his usual bed time and had a half hour drive ahead of her. So, I didn't.

Summary: The night went exactly as this sort of thing is supposed to go, with one exception: It really strengthened my desire to get as far away as possible from this woman.

I don't know why. Maybe it's one of those weird cosmic things, where I have to not want her before she can want me. That, or god just hates me (and I've certainly given him plenty of reasons to over the years). Whatever.

Who cares: My boy had a good time, and I get to spend tomorrow with him as well. Good enough for me.

P.S. Nomopo, atlas: Not pooping on you guys. I'm really glad you are out there, and you have much respect from me (especially after reading Nomopo's thread: Pusher is my kind of lunatic). I think I'm just on a slightly different path, but I will wave to you through the trees when I can.

Stay strong, guys. Much love.


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