For the Guy with kids and a WW 6

[hopeful4her]

I got home late yesterday. Roomie called me at about 7pm, asking if I was home already. I told her that I worked really late. She said her too and that she stopped my Pennys to make a payment. We talked a little about my day. Told her I got the kids starting dinner at home and I would see her at home.

At home, I did not greet her. Until later. Just a hi. She cooked dinner. While cooking dinner, I take her phone charger and stick it in her purse. I notice she has brought a few more boxes home.
I am being pretty upbeat. Making some tea, playing with the kids, dancing with them. We are having a good time. We sit down to eat.

After dinner at the table, we are all talking. S14 asks if he can go to the movies on Thurs. with friends. He was supposed to meet some kid from out of town, but the kid cancelled. I told him that I don't approve of him meeting up with ANYONE that he has met over the internet.

"I told mom."
"When? I haven't heard about it."
"I told her on Sunday. Remember mom?"
Roomie starts to say, "And what did I say?"
"You said that you had to meet him first."
Roomie is making like she did not remember. I become very quiet. I say again that I don't approve of him meeting anyone. He is too young and you just never know.

She needs to start acting like a parent. Not a cool friend. She has always hated to be the one to go against what they want. I had to always be the bad guy.

At this point, I was going to say that I will no longer have any say in what S14 does anymore, but that I still care and love him.

I didn't say anything. Just sat there. Wife knew I was upset. At her.

Everything chills out and we get up to clean. Kids go do thier thing. Roomie sits to watch the news. I get a call from a coworker. The one that I could be in love with.

Just kidding. Well...

We talk for a good half hour. I get up and grab some watermelon. Just for myself. I sit on sofa with roomie and finish the news. I notice she is making hurting sounds. I ask if she is ok. Her tooth is hurting. I ask if she's taken any ibuprofen. She says she will. She gets up and tells me that she is going to take a shower. She walks over to her purse on the piano. I can see her in my periferal. Grabs her phone. Both of them. I see her looking in her purse. She looks over to plug where her charger used to be.

"Did you put this in here?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Take it to work."
"Why?"
"Take it and charge that phone at work."
"Why? No one calls me on it."
"Thats the phone you use to talk to him with. That was rude to me."
"That was rude to you?"
"Yes. Rude to me."
"I'm having trouble with this one."
Pause.
"Whatever. Fine." She walks off mad.

She showers and then I shower. D6 is wanting to sleep with us. I hear roomie telling D6, "Ok, Juli, lets go get to bed." Like she was not going to sleep in our bed. D6 gets comfy in our bed.

So we go to bed. Goodnights to each D6, not to each other.

I get extra early this morning. I have to open. Get ready. Roomie getting ready about 30 minutes early.
"You know its only 6:30, right?"
"What? I thought it was 7:30! Thats why I'm rushing."

I walk away. Ok, that would mean that she thought that I purposly let her oversleep and did not wake her. Only myself.

I know her. That is exactly what she was thinking.

She continues getting ready. I am ready early, so I sit on sofa for a bit drinking some coffee. This used to be our early morning routine. Have a few minutes before leaving, sit on sofa, drink some coffee and talk a little before we leave. She does her hair and comes and makes herself a frozen waffle. I start telling how sad I was yesterday and talk a little about my friend that got fired. She asks me if I want a waffle, too. I decline and say thanks.

She is sitting with me. Me on sofa, her on the matching chair facing me, eating. I ask if she works in Saturday. She says yes. I tell her that I want to have a talk on Saturday when she gets out of work. I can take the kids to grandma's.

"Whats there to talk about?"
"Your move, finances. Stuff."
She is looking at me.
"I don't know. I'll see."
"What do you mean, either it is yes or no."
"I don't know. We'll see. I might go do something."
"Well can you ask and let me know."
"Ask who?"
"Whoever you are going out with."
"I don't know WHO I'm going out with. I might just go by myself."
I look at her. She is looking away. She looks at me.
I say, "What?"
"Your looking at me."
"I'm waiting for an answer. I would like to talk."
Pause. "I'll let you know today."
"Thank you."

I am up, get my things. "Have a good day."
"YOU have a good day." Just a hint of sarcasm. She thinks I was being sarcastic.

Again, I know her.

She doesn't want to talk. I could see it in her face. That look that WAS's give the LBS's. That look of rejection. Dejection. If she says no, then I'll just initiate a talk before then.

My last ditch effort.

I'll take any other speaking points that anyone wants to suggest.