Lets just say I was ready to call him up and tell him we needed to get everything taken care of. I was ready to call it quits. No reason other than I was home alone, depressed and bored.
I did the smart thing by not calling him or texting him. I sat back and let the enemy take over but then fought him off when I finally got my strength back.
When I picked the girls up from his place, I called to joke with him about something (regarding a remark made by him to the kids), and he was full of laughter and so, the enemy was vanquished (for the time being).
I am just taking things slowly today, trying to get my head back on straight.
