Had a few brief text exchanges w/ him today. Not the receipts. But I can't find my mason drill and so I contacted him about it's whereabouts. He reminded me that it got broken during construction. I passed on a bday greeting to his son. He passed one on to my DD. Our kids' bdays are a day apart - his today, mine tomorrow. Last year we took them out for a fun family dinner at a theme restaurant and bought them a wii to share. We had a ball that night. I was ridiculously happy. {Sigh} I got the last text in.... oops. He had acted like he didn't remember her bdate as he said wish her blah blah when it comes. So I replied, well it's tomorrow. I'll have a teenager in the house, blah blah. Followed by...... Silence. I shouldn't have sent the last one I suppose. But he was firing them off so quick to me 3 or 4 in a row. I got a little excited and took it too far. O Oh. The anger is slipping away. Starting to miss him again. It's more like a weird mixture. Like I want to be near him, so I can smoosh his face and yell at him. {Not to be confused with smooch his face} I'm ticked off and on the verge of tears all at once. He does reply to my text. When he first left the house he didn't. Is it anything? I mean should I consider it a tiny step? It's so little if it's a positive. But it might be an eensy weensy step in the right direction. Or is it just that he feels obliged to give me quick curt response and it means nothing? Oh dear. Here I go needing the crystal ball again. Help- o
Lola, I'm coming back to your thread for a cocktail. You're having more fun than I am over here.
