This afternoon I texted my H to tell him that the leftover pizza from monday is still in the fridge and when he comes to drop off D4 tonight they can eat. (saves his mother from cooking for the two of them). He texted, ok but I will have to eat and run tonight but I will make it up to you on thursday. WTH???
I responded by texting him, you don't need to make up anything for me, I'm just letting you know that your pizza is still in fridge if you want to eat it.
H texted, thursday we party ok? ---
What on earth is he talking about? First of all we don't party. D4 goes to bed and he talks dirty to me (lately) and then falls asleep in the lazy boy.
I didn't know what to text back, (very odd on his part, I feel like he's telling me he's going to do me a huge favor !! ) The only thing I texted back was -- Take care of yourself (because he was going out tonight)
H texts back -- always. (would be nice if he said thanks, or you also )but not him. He pretends he's taking care of himself but he's barely holding on, his actions are telling his story.
I texted him back asking him if our town's band was playing in the park tonight. He texted back - yes
So that's where I'm at for now !!!! I know I ramble on but I really don't want to talk to any of my friends or family about this. My farm animals really don't give good advice. My crying has eased up alittle but my thoughts are going crazy.
Why does he want the divorce to go thru so bad, but yet wants to play with me???? He does know that after the divorce all his coming over and hanging out will stop! (I told him that, he just shrugged his shoulders)
I'm getting tired of not knowing what to do or say next.
I'm almost afraid to take my D4 out to park. Alot of the town will be there, and they WILL come up and ask me what the latest about our marriage situation. Argh!! I think I'll politely say, I'm sorry, I don't really want to talk about it here tonight.
Me: 46 H: 38 D: 6 M: 8-2-2003 Left Nov. 28, 2008 - He filed for D 2-18-09 1st D-Day was 6/9/09 H missing papers FINAL: 8/1/09 done thru the mail