Thanks Puppy.

We still need to sit down and have the business conversation. Soon.

Well, the start of another day. It will be a GREAT day. Gonna listen to the "Downward Spiral" in my office today in between clients.

I know. How's THAT gonna help me keep the good mood? But Trent Reznor rocks. And "March of the Pigs" gets your blood pumping. Then calm down to a disturbing "Hurt".

Decided to come into the office a little later than usual. I've been coming in early, mostly to avoid roomie and I getting ready together like we had been and purposely avoiding each other. Just seems so childish. Just easier for me to not be there. Her too, probably. D6 snuck into bed with me last night. Woke up with her up against my back again. I sure love that.

I'm still up before roomie, who slept on the sofa with D11 camped out on the floor. Before I jumped into the shower, I heard her alarm go off. Maybe she'll walk in on me again.

Nah.

I'm out of the shower and as I'm shaving, she knocks very lightly and starts to open the door.

Hey, hey, hey! I could be neked or something. Too bad I wasn't. I know, I'll rip my boxers off real quick. Nah, too late. I open the door. She starts to come in to throw something in the trash? Okay? The trash can in the kitchen would have been a lot closer.

"Did you wake up late?"
"No."
"What time is it? Is it 7 or 8?"
"Its 7."
"Oh."
She looks terrible. Puffy and bags under her eyes. Hair looks good, though

I do my thing. She does hers. I make my lunch, take out the trash and then check on her car fluids.

Back inside, I make my coffee and decide to make hers, too.

Kiss my girlies good bye in their sleep and tell roomie to have a good day.

"You too."

I've also been thinking about what she plans on taking to the apartment. Girls stuff, mostly. I could care less about our stuff. Girls clothes, toys, dressers, beds. Stuff.

I hate having to think about this stuff. I don't want them to take all of their stuff over there, but I don' want them to be without over there, too.

I'm conflicted about it. Has anyone else gone throught this, too? Equal sharing of the kids?

My best friend and my mother are thinking the same. Their stuff needs to stay in the home.

I just don't know. I want to do what's best for the girls, thats all. It's not about making it easier on roomie or soon to be GBG.

BTW, that was the original reason for my post. Figuring out what would be best for the kids. Letting them be with mom? Fighting for custody with me? Equal sharing?

I'm getting what I want. I've prayed and prayed on it and I hope it is what is best for the girlies.


Me 47, WW 38
SS18, D15, D10

Good Bye Girl. No longer SAYING she's moving out. GBG moved out 8-1-08

"I have now decided to enjoy life instead of figure it out."