New Post for Wifey

[The Wifey]

Lost, I'm sorry the IL's chose sides. Better that you know right up front, though. Just like my m stating that she will never forgive my H or be around him again. At least I know.

Bridgestone - so nice to hear from you. And yes, I have worked very hard to gain the strength to take care of everything on my own. I really thought I was doing a good job on detaching, but the last fiasco showed me I had farther to go.

The weekend was great. H went on his little motorcycle ride whatever, and I really didn't miss him. He did send me a text both nights to let me know he stopped for the night and was safe. I just said thanks, glad you are safe both times.

Friday I had a gf come over to borrow my tent and some camping gear. She was going on a little retreat of her own.

After that I went to another gf's and hung out on her front porch that she just rebuilt and enlarged. GF's mom and another GF came over and we sipped sangria and sprite with frozen fruit in place of ice cubes. We all brought snackies too, so we ate, drank, talked and laughed. It was a beautiful night, although I did get a little chilly toward the end.

Saturday I did some housework and lots of homework. Five chapters to read in one weekend is a quick reminder of how much work college is.

Just before dinner I called my friends to ask if her son's band was playing at the state park on Sunday. She said he was and also let me know her son's band was going to be playing that night. It sounded like fun, so I told her I would see her there.

I love country music and especially live country music. We danced our butts off. The bummer was they were only playing for two hours. It was just a little village event that night. The village is very quaint, and the ice cream parlor was right next to where the band played. So, of course I had ice cream.

In the morning my mil called to ask if I'd heard from my H. She hadn't and was worried. I told her I'd gotten a text that he was safe. It wasn't too long after that my H actually called. I guess his M called to yell at him for not letting him know that he was safe. Also, she had mentioned to him our plans for a Labor Day picnic.

H said, you know I have to work on Monday, right? I said I knew. H said we could do something on Sunday because he would be back early in the afternoon. I just told him we would play it by ear. (I knew darned well he would mean to be home early, but wouldn't. And I had no intention of changing our picnic plans on a whim to suit him. Drum-roll, please.)

My friend called and asked if I would mind driving her to the state park, because her s would be at a different location and would have to make a special trip to get her. I said no problemo. I was really looking forward to it. The state park does an end-of-summer event every year, but this would be the first time I would be going.

We had chicken BBQ and listened to some so-so bands until my friend's s's band played. Once they started playing everyone started dancing. I barely sat down the whole night. I ran into several people I knew and it just added to the fun I was having. (All females, in case anyone wondered.)

About quarter to 8 my H called to let me know he was home (did I call it or what?). I just said ok. Then he said he was going to grab something to eat and go to bed early because he was tired. Again, I just said ok. H said he heard music in the background, where was I? I just said, out. He said goodnight and I said it back. Then I went back to dancing.

The night ended with a fireworks show. I only watched a little of that, so I could beat the traffic. All in all, a great night.

Monday I did homework most of the day. I made contact with the MIL and we decided to eat about 5. With it being the first day of work, I assumed there would be no way my H would be home to eat with us. I figured leftovers were good enough. : ) My S didn't start classed until today, so he was there when I arrived.

Wanted to do steamed clams, and was very disappointed that the grocery ran out of them before I arrived. Guess that craving is going to wait for another time. Hots and hamburgs were sufficient. Even made this potato dish that I cut out of the newspaper. Turned out wonderful.

Surprise, surprise, H actually showed up at the right time. You could have knocked me over, because Mr. Workaholic, I'd rather be married to my job than you, thank you very much - NEVER gets home before 8:30 or 9 on the first day of classes. And that is a 12-year history.

The minute he arrived my S turned into a sullen SOB, because he can barely look at his dad. For my part I just stayed pretty quiet and listened as his m asked him about the first day. I didn't really have much to say. I wasn't ignoring him, but I wasn't really engaging in anything meaningful either.

At the end of the night I packed up my stuff to go and H walked me out. He said one night this week maybe I'll come over to watch more of the series we've started (From the Earth to the Moon.) I said we'll play it by ear. I have class Wednesday.

H asked if I would like him to check on the dogs on his way home after work that night. I told him I would appreciate it (I'm sitting for my M and S's dogs and also have mine) if he could. I have to leave early to return some books to the bookstore. The program I am studying is pretty specialized and I have to travel two hours one way to class, so leaving early, two hour drive there, a three hour class and two hour drive back might be hard for the ankle biters.

I'm sorry this turned into a book guys. I just didn't get on here much this weekend. I was busy GAL and re-evaluating. Spent some time reading and thinking about detachment. Wrote in my journal, did some more work in my life strategies book, and cleared out some cobwebs in my head.

And, I also managed to have a lot of fun.