Interesting day so far. When the kids came into our bedroom this morning, they came over very happily cheering "Daddy, daddy, you are here!". Apparently she had told them that my flight had been canceled, but of course she did not know that I had made the flight before, which left after my original flight. So she got up and made some coffee, while I was still busy with the kids.
After breakfast, she went grocery shopping. It used to drive me crazy that she always does that on the weekends when I am home. She says she cannot do it with the kids (which I understand), but she does not do it when the kids are at school. But I really do not care anymore. I actually thought it was great, 2 hours alone with the kids. After lunch we went to the parent conferences together. We did not look at each other the whole time, but what we heard was good news. Our D5 is doing great in kindergarten, and our S8 is doing much better than last year around this time. There is some room for improvement, but the message is more like he could do much better if he worked a little harder (in other words: he is a bit lazy, which confirms my suspicion).
The bad news is nothing has changed. A lot of tension, chilly temperatures. The good news is it does not affect me at all. I do not care anymore. My PMA is at work and I feel good. I am as friendly as I can (carried all the groceries in and down to the basement), smile once in a while, and wait patiently for her to start conversations other than the bare necessities. I feel like I am smiling all the time, but cannot show it too obviously. It just feels good.
AN
M43 W45, M17 S9 D6 Bomb: 11/11/08 EA: 10/26-12/31/08 ? Retrouvaille: 2/13-2/15/09 Healed, but still heading for D My situation
