I've been busy getting the house ready for market along with a organizing a huge tag sale which started today and ends tomorrow.
Ex's older sister (I'm still considered family) called me up this afternoon saying she wanted to see how I was doing. I told her about the tag sale and how exhausted I was. She added that today must be a very difficult day for me. I gave the big "Duh??" "He's getting married today." she added helpfully.
Ohh.. hmmm... were the sounds I made as I thought about it. "Nope, nothing there. Are they in Greece?" She told me they were in Vegas.. hadn't my kids mentioned it.. did they even know? I don't ask my kids about their father so I was appropriately clueless.
She asked if it bothered me. I thought some more.. Nope.. but I added that I couldn't believe all the Nicorette gum I keep finding around the house, the packets and occasional chewed wads.
I did add that I hoped that his life would be great.
At that point she said she had to go. I was surprised at how calm I felt but the got a little shaky and called my brother. He pointed out that she likes to stir the pot. That I was okay but that she kept looking for a reaction.
I did ask my daughter if she'd known her dad was getting married today. "Mom, it's something he always talks about when we have dinners.. that they're getting married and having their honeymoon on an island off Tahiti."
My brother said that his sister had gotten me all stirred up. And I did flounder a bit....
