Saturday Morning: Woke up, almost no communication with wife. It was very uncomfortable. Told her that I was going to go play soccer. She said OK and she took the girls. Soccer was good, it was a good relief. But it was still hard to keep my mind from wandering even as I was on the field. It's been a while since I played; so the guys were asking "Where have you been all year?". My reply was just "Busy."
I called dad and gave him the whole rundown on my situation. My family suspects something was going on but had no clue what. It felt good to get it off my chest; but my dad now has to keep the secrets too.
After lunch, W asked me to come up to the bedroom. "How are doing?", she asks.
"Truthfully, I'm annoyed. I'm annoyed at this whole situation. I reply. But it is what it is, to use your expression. I will just love the girls the best I can given the situation.", I reply. The girls then interrupt. I walk out of the room to take care of them. I walk back in the room. She is lying down, so I let her be.
She asks if I can take the girls to the park and I do. She originally planned on us all going, but I don't think she felt like it. Had a good time at the park. My legs were sore from the soccer match; so it was a little painful chasing the girls around.
I just got home and MIL told me W is out shopping for a book. I believe it is a childrens book on divorce. This will really suck for them.
