Hope and heartache

[ClingingToHope]

So I'm driving back from my winter second job -- keeping score for a local high school at its basketball games -- when W calls. D10 has a friend over for a sleepover and something is irritating her eyes. Do I have any eye drops.

I have some at work and tell her I'll drop them off in about 30 minutes.

Fifteen minutes later she calls again. The friend is having an allergic reaction and she's going to put everyone in the car and drive her home.

OK. So I stay at work and finish up a project. She calls again. The mom of the friend took her to the hospital and D10 went along. Now W has D7 at the friend's house along with their four brothers and sisters. The husband was still at work and the family has just one car so W lent her hers.

That was it. No need for me to do anything. She just wanted to fill me in.

About an hour later, I called to see what was going on. D7 was having a blast and wanted to stay for a sleepover. W has no way home, but I can't pick her up because she needs her car to get to work in the morning.

So I went home and went to bed.

Not sure if there's anything to read in that.

Also an interesting thing happened on Thursday. That day, when I left after school I did not tell the babysitter to log off my Facebook before W got home.

When I got to work, I went in and deleted all of the messages where I was down or mopey. I left all the happy, conversational ones in there, including the ones to a friend in Chicago that I went to visit and a lady that I've gone to see two bands and a movie with -- albeit in a group.

Friday, after school, I checked the computer history and W had gone through all of my Facebook, particularly stopping to read the messages from the night before Thanksgiving when we went to see two bands play in downtown. She also went on my friend's page and looked through her pictures.

I called my aunt to talk about it. She said it doesn't mean W is necessarily jealous or curious about what I'm doing. She said she may have just been checking to see if I've been running her down online -- which I haven't.

I'm not sure what to read out of it. I'll just look forward to the positive milestones. Sunday is two months since the last R talk. Wednesday was one month since the last D mention of any kind -- in an email.