Fifteen years ago STBXW and I were installing blinds out of town. She managed a miniblind store but made her real money installing blinds. When we started dating, I'd go with her to help. She did most of the real work. I just helped carry stuff, clean up and just be someone to talk to. I did one time catch her as she fell off a ladder.
Anyway, we were eating at a Perkins after one of the installations and she said she was considering moving 90 minutes away to manage the other store.
I looked at her and didn't say much and she looked at me and said "so is that it for us?"
I said no, I'd move north with her if she wanted.
She smiled. Remember, she'd never dated anyone longer than three months and I was committed.
Nice story. Today. With an 11-year-old and 8-year-old? I don't care if this was the most perfect woman in the world for me, I'm not moving away from them. She'd have to come here ... and she has three kids and I'm doubting she'd move them away from their father.
Life is going to just get more and more complicated.
Long night. D8 stayed home from school with diarrhea. She seemed fine tonight until I put her down to sleep. It's starting to act up again. I'm starting to not feel so good either.
If she's sick tomorrow, I stay home. No questions asked. But there's a big thing happening that I should be at. It's a toughy.
The joys of single parenthood.
Feeling good tonight. Really, really, really a good night with the girls -- other than the tummy thing. D11 and I put in 15 minutes on Wii fitness and she even lifted some weights with me. I think this may become our thing.
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