I was cleaning up in the kitchen, he comes in, wanting ice for his big gulp cup and the ice was in a big chunk. We rarely use ice and he was so mad about that.
Then he looks in the fridge for soda and we did not have any. He said something like, "you have nothing" and shook his head. I was about ready to cry but zipped my lips and went about my business.
I pretty much kept my distance the entire time.
I gave him his mail, explained some paperwork, and he just left to pick up D16 from church. I walked him out to his car, kept my distance and he said, "I guess I will see you later" and I just threw my hands in the air and said yeah, whatever, and dashed right back into the house without giving it or him a second thought/look.
That was the extent of my evening. We won't see him until the weekend and I have no intention of talking to him at all until then.
The Bomb: 08/05 H moves out: 06/2006 H moves back: 01/07 & Out again: 01/07 H moves back: 03/08 & Out again: 04/08 H moves back: 05/09 & Out again: 07/09 Divorced 08-12 Kids: 22, 20, 19
