Good evening. Went to a dinner and a movie (The Hangover) with a good friend (my S's Godfather).
Just got home, and W has retreated to her room. Not surprised, and not affected.
Took care of getting W a new cell phone today and, at her request, having her added to my cell plan - ha, at least we are a family, if in nothing more than a cell phone plan. Really didn't have the time to do this today, but made time for it. For some reason, it was important to ME to get this done for her. Not looking for anything in return. Just the right thing to do. And it made ME feel good helping someone else.
Came home before dinner and dropped off W's new phone. W was making dinner for her and the kids. She asked who put one of the racks back in the oven (I did a few days ago - she had removed it). I said, I did, why? W says, well, I hope I don't get dog hairs on the chicken I just put in the oven. Old me: Sorry, thought I was helping, you ungrateful...(at least that's what I would say on the inside). New me: Well, I'm heading out to meet XXX for dinner and the movie. You guys have a good dinner. What was that? Off a duck's back in any event.
Earlier today, met an old high school friend I haven't seen in a long time. Turns out he has recently remarried (2nd) after his divorce. WTF, is everyone either divorced or contemplating it? Anyway, was good to catch up.
The thought occured to me today as to how W is going to handle sleeping arrangements for she and I while on we are on vacation next week. Small condo/room means kids will notice if we aren't in the same room and bed. On the way home, I thought about how awkward it would be to be in the same bed as her. Strange and sad that I have almost forgotten what it's like to lay next to her. But, enough of the sadness.
Tomorrow is W's last day of work. Who knows what changes that will bring.
