Last night an aquaintance invited me over to her house. She was having some friends over that she grew up with. I initially said no as I do not know them and it was all couples.
But I forced myself to go. Well, these people were from Brooklyn as I am originally. I did not stop laughing for 4 hours. There are no people on Earth as funny to me as people from Brooklyn. It was sad to see all these happy couples, but, laughter is the best medicine.
I come home, and my h (who is leaving us for good tomorrow) is still sitting in the same chair I left him in. He knew where I was going as my friend called to ask where I was and told him. He said that I must have gone to the store to pick uop cake or something.
Anyway, he is sitting there watching TV, right where I left him. I go into my room. Son comes up from downstairs and asks if his two friends could sleep over. I say yes as son is so depressed and this is the first time in a long time he has even hung out with his friends. But that is where h sleeps. Downstairs in the family room on the couch.
H says, son should ask us before hand. I said, well, I guess it just came up. So he said, where am I supposed to sleep? Not my problem, I think to myself. I just went to sleep. He could have slept in son's bed, but he chose to sleep in the same chair he is always in.
Be careful what you wish for. Because he has to feel really stupid that I was out, son was with friends and he is alone all night sitting in a chair.
Why he is still here is what I dont get. He left last Tuesday and stayed at ow's mom's house til Friday. Came home and is still here. He told me he wants to ease son into him being gone. I said, you told him you were leaving, he is 18, you dont have to ease into it. He said he thought it was the best way. I said nothing.
Now, this man has spoken of nothing else for a year and a half. And here he sits. Makes you shake your head and say to yourself, ahhh, life in the twilight zone.
