For the Guy with Kids and a WW 10

[hopeful4her]

Did I have a weird day. This morning at work, we shot the skit that we had to do. It was funny. It was busy today. Soon after I posted my last post, we were robbed!

Note passed, in and out. I didn't even know it happened.

This makes number three for me. For every one else there, even my boss, it was the first time.

My first time was about 8 years ago. I was manager in charge with 30 minutes to closing on a Saturday. I heard someone making a fuss at a teller window, so, from my desk in the lobby, I walked up to the guy. I ask if I can help, he turns and has a gun now pointing right at me. Not even foot away from my chest. He is saying how he wants everything. EVERYTHING! I looked at the girls that were working and told them to do what he says. Me standing there, he turns his attention to them. He's pointing at them again. I just watch him like a hawk. He looks back at me and says, "What?!" trying to be a tough guy. I say "Nothing". Tough guy with a gun. Short little POS. He gets what he wants then leaves.
Now THAT one sucked.

Police, FBI, the whole nine yards today. News channels camp outside. The norm. As soon as things calmed down a little, I emailed GBG to be careful and be aware. She works at a Credit Union about 2 miles from me. First I texted her and then emailed her. I called another friend who works nearby also at a local bank. Old dear family friend. At least she used to be. One of the original circle of friends that GBG and I started out with. She is also the godmother to S14.

Within 20 minutes, I am getting calls and texts. Hope your all right. Is everything ok? About 10 different people. My guy friends. ALL the alphabet girls.

Have I mentioned that for a big ass city like San Antonio, my world here is small? Couldn't remember if I have.

Everyone calls or texts except one.

GBG emailed me back about 2 hours later. She wrote, "I hope everyone is ok. Is there a description."

Not too concerned, huh?

I'm sure she didn't want to let me think she cared or anything.

Another reason to ask myself.

"Why?"

I picked up the girls from the apartment. I had called them to watch the news. They'll know when they see it. S14 calls me right back. "Your bank got robbed?!" Hugs and excitment when I got there. Before we left, I went to S14 and asked him how mom was doing.

"She's getting better."
"I hear she keeps getting sick at night."
"I only heard her once."

I was going to ask him what he meant by her getting better, but the girls came in.

At home, it was pork chop night. We NEVER ate it before because again, GBG hates it. The girls loved it.

I'm liking this.



And thank you, suga.

I'm just a lost person. I was so strong in my convictions for the last two years. I mean unwavering. I knew what I wanted. I was so SURE that I was going to come out on top. I just knew our love and history would win out. And now, she has moved out and left me. I feel betrayed in a whole new way.

For the life of me, I cannot explain why I am struggling so much. The only thing that I know that I am solid in is being a good dad to my girls. I'm also strong in my work.

In my personal life, I'm F'ing mashed potatos. I hate being vulnerable. To ANYTHING.

And yet, I admit I am. To ALL of 'em.

I may not sound like it, but I really am trying. Or should I say struggling.