After The Outing yesterday, WAW went to a meeting with her realtor to bid on her new house. She called from the coffee shop saying she'd be back around dinner-time, but I didn't have to worry about feeding her.
Don't be silly. I'm fixing dinner right now. Come back and you can eat with the kids and me -- they'll like it.
So we did.
And that was fine. The day wound down, I fiddled awhile in my office, and then to sleep.
This a.m., WAW came back to the house from her morning workout, went upstairs to shower, came downstairs afterwards, and immediately tried to engage me in conversation.
Being dim, I played it all a bit cagey -- fortunately I was preparing kids' breakfast, so there was an excuse for being "distracted."
Then took coffee and went into other room where computer was. WAW followed me, sat down nearby, and started crowing about what a good deal Walk Away Realtor was trying to negotiate for her on New House.
Okay, so now I'm trapped. I clearly can't NOT respond in some way. Well that's great. Less money is always better than more money.
Then some more on the subject.
Then to sex, again. Have I seen the funny Cougar Barbie video on YouTube? No. I always used to think that I'd start being a cougar, but now I'm not sure. Maybe for a night, but --
I'm sorry to interrupt, but I need to answer this [non-existent] e-mail right now.
Oh. Sorry (she said with a sneer). I'm going to work. Then I'm stopping by the house to see what it looks like at night.
Drive safely.
I'm fine with the idea of getting along -- at a minimum it's better for the kids -- but I'm not going to be turned into her girlfriend or the equivalent of a gay friend. Or am I being unreasonable?
