Trying to move on

[ClingingToHope]

Three calls from W this morning. D10 is sick. W told me she has a bunch of things she has to get done this morning before she can come home and stay with D10.

She hesitated and I didn't say anything. When we were together and at the start of the separation, I would have jumped in and volunteered to stay home. I can work from home.

But I don't volunteer anything anymore. Always being the hero got me nowhere. She has to ask.

She didn't ask. She called back to say D10 is going to stay home for a couple of hours until she can get her work done.

Then she called back -- again -- to ask if I'd seen some doctor's notes. She remembers one having a note scribbled on the back from me and she wanted to know if I had the other one.

I said no. I don't know anything about it. She then told me NEVER to touch the things in that basket. They are receipts and doctors notes and very important.

I stayed quiet. I could have said I'm never at the house anymore long enough to touch anything, but I let it be. W gets so stressed when something threatens her precious job schedule.

She then hung up. It's going to be an interesting day. Tonight's my night to have the girls so I'm going to get at least a couple more of these entertaining phone calls.