There and Back, #8

[SallyM]

thanks, sue. and double thanks for trekking over here to show your support. through helping others, I think we all find strength.

okay, here's the question of the night. yes, I know I said I wouldn't question my h's motivations, but this one is baffling, and I'm just doing it for fun, not for anything deeper.

when he got here I was not feeling well at all, so just went and lay down. while he played with the kids then put them to bed. he did check on me, to see if I was sick (I'm not) and thankfully didn't say anything more. when he was tucking the kids in, I got up and kissed them goodnight, too. he looked like he was going to hang around, but then D3 needed to go potty when I was with her, then this one wanted something else, etc, etc, so he said he was just going to go ahead and go. I said bye. all is great, right?

sat down at my computer and checked e-mail and there was one from him from this afternoon that I hadn't seen yet. he said he knew I had plans friday night, but he has the opporunity to go to the sox game, and would I mind if his mom put the kids to bed (remember my freak out from august when he went out when he had the kids). I e-mailed him back, no problem with him going, thanks for giving me first dibs, just checking logistics on the kid-exchange since I wanted to keep my plans for friday.

then it hit me...his mom now works on friday nights. I called him, even though I had already sent the e-mails. I told him it was no problem, but pointed out that his mom works on fridays now.

he had totally forgotten. and (this is the baffling part), didn't seem all that upset about missing the game. didn't even ask if my plans could be changed, just seemed....fine.

now that, my friends, is weird.

I am proud of myself, btw. because when I first got the e-mail, I was bitter...bitter because I never did get to a game this year, he's been to many. bitter because there is that one teeny tiny bit of schadenfreude in me after all, because I want him home twiddling his thumbs like I do when I have the kids (and they are in bed), not off galivanting at a sox game (probably with ow). but then I let that bitterness go. focused on my own motivations for it, why I was responding like that, etc. and my e-mail, when I sent it, sounded fine. and my phone call sounded fine, too...not gloating, even slightly sorry that I couldn't help him out.

well, that's my night. finishing up jane austen book club and will move onto something self-helpy tomorrow. its been a nice break.