Ok, I'm officaially going to slam my head in a door! I asked H to bring me up to speed on his convo with D's yesterday. His plan (drum roll please) is to stay in his new apt during the week and come home on the weekends! OMG! What he said to D's is that he'll be in his apt., closer to work so he doesn't have to commute...(and between us here, so he can have is f#@k buddies). I've tried talking to D15 and she says she doesn't have any questions and is fine (this is our D who is like her Dad in that she wouldn't say sh!t if she had a mouthful). D13 is showing signs of anxiety, but at this point won't talk to me (and hasn't expressed anything to H either).
What the hell is this! I don't even know what to say. I'm so confused by him. All I can do is continue with life "as usual" and hope that I can get D's to express themselves.
We all went to see "Spiderwick Chronicles" today. Good movie, except the part where Dad has left to live with OW.
I need a drink. Cheers.
BTW, Thank you so much for all of your kind words, thoughts and support. I don't even know what to make of this.
