Today was interesting. The kids and the dog were at the grandparents for spring break, but had to be taken to their dad's house because of a family emergency. H texted me to let me know and to ask me to pick up the dog. Have I mentioned that he's sharing a little 2 bedroom house with his best friend? It's not really big so having our little beagle there was not a good idea. Anyway, on the way to pick up the dog I called him to make sure that he was going to keep the kids tomorrow night too because I have plans. In a joking way he was like, what do you mean you have plans? You're supposed to be sitting at home miserable and crying. I was like, it's no fun being miserable and I'm not doing it anymore. Then he started chatting about the kids and what his parents left for them. I ended the conversation first because I was heading there anyway.
So I get there and they were eating. I nibbled a bit off one of the plates and H was like, you can get a plate if you want. I told him no I didn't need to and he said there's plenty of food get a plate and sit down. I refused again because I was meeting my mother for dinner. He looked a little disappointed. Then I asked him what I should do with the dog since I hadn't planned on going home after work tomorrow. He looked at me and said, why where are you going? I just said you know . . . out. I didn't tell him anymore than that.
He packed up the dog's stuff while I was cheerfully telling the kids goodbye. He stepped outside to smoke a cigarette (gross) and we chatted for a second before I told him to have a good night and left. This DBing stuff may not bring him home in the end, but it sure is making me feel empowered instead of a victim of these circumstances. I love that part!
