So I meet her at the doctors and afterwards have dinner with them. It was pretty nice.
Saturday rolls around and my kids are still sick. She comes by with them around 10 and I find out that the battery in my car is dead. She lets me use her car to pick up a new one and run errands. When I get back, I'm surprised to hear she says she wants to stay and give the kids a bath. So I let her and she hangs at the house till about 4.
She leaves to go into work for a few hours and calls later to tell the kids "goodnight". She tells me that she's just eating dinner that she picked up from Jack In The Box.
Sunday is uneventful and just hang out with the kids at home. She calls later that night to with them goodnight as well.
For someone who wanted to go out and live the life, she stays home all the time. I wonder if she's just comfortable hanging out in her depression. Of course, it is MY fault for making her feel that way. And it's too funny how she was "afraid" of me the other day, yet hung around to chill with the kids.
I think we should invent a "Wake Up and Smell the Reality" stick that we could bop our spouses over the head with.
M-43 W-40 2D - 9 and 5
Emotion, yet peace. Ignorance, yet knowledge. Passion, yet serenity. Chaos, yet harmony. Death, yet a new life.