WAW is going out-of-town this weekend (another of her can't-take-the-stress escapes, though the stress is entirely self-generated [guilt re: the kids, I suspect]). So we're down to two weekends left of co-habitation -- 12-14, which is the weekend of Kid D-bomb (and, coincidentally, the "anniversary" of my D-bomb) -- and the weekend that follows. After that she's "on her own," as she likes to say.
The list of things to be done in the next 14 or so lengthens by the minute. WAW has already changed her address on the (her) bills and etc.; got utilities going; is getting the cable and the internet set up on the 9th (when she wants me to pay a visit to her new home -- oh, by the way, could you "show me" [WAW-speak for "could you do"] how to connect the WiFi?); bought beds for the kids; and is getting the painters in. She'll take the kids shopping for bed linens and paint colors for their bedrooms next weekend, and they'll start helping her move in so that they get used to the idea.
On my end I've started budget record-keeping and now need to (a) clean this pigsty of an office and (b) start working a more robust time-management program -- way behind on 3 projects that need attention. Agenda for this coming WAW-free weekend is to get the garage cleaned out to help WAW get her things loaded on the truck and to sort out what stays, what goes, and what goes into a dumpster. Which reminds me -- need to call to have a dumpster delivered.
The kids and I are going to the hardware store today to look at paint samples. I'll start with their rooms, then the family room and kitchen. I think come fall I'll re-do the office.
Big question is what to do with the living room now that Herself is taking all the furniture out? Pool tables are expensive and S9 would like nothing more than to destroy the felt. Air hockey? Ping pong? Not pressing, but fun to think about.
Ran into Hot Mom at school yesterday. Hmmmmmm. Might be possibilities.
Apparently I have a new ally in the divorce-busting campaign -- WAW's Divorced BFF. Initially (Thread 1 or 2) I suspected DBFF of being Enabling Girlfriend, but as it happens EG turned out to be a co-worker. DBFF has come up in several convos recently -- always introduced by WAW -- in terms of discussing how much she loves me (in the non-"love" sense of the term, obviously) and how happy she'd be if WAW and I reconciled. Last night the subject was DBFF's phone call reporting a dream she had that Herself and I got back together.
All very curious indeed. WAW has mentioned the "getting back together" and/or Retrouvaille concept at least a half-dozen times since last weekend. I think the Looming Reality of her move-out is really...um...looming. D*mn -- ran out of adjectives!
