Bustorama- Thread #2

[bustorama]

Early Friday I went to doc and picked up some meds for my sinusitis (ugh). Starting to feel better now.

Friday night met Ds and W at Halloween gymnastics party. Fun family time. Then we took Ds trick or treating in strip mall (they do that around here for some reason). More fun. Went to some place to eat and W started getting antsy that there was too long a wait, saying kids were melting down, etc. I said let's go gang, we are going to eat somewhere else. Gave W a few choices, she picked one (the usual sushi place). I ordered, we ate rolls and drank sake. W talked to me about how she felt taking herself off her antidepressant. Drove us back to my car, said night to everyone and left.

Saturday, felt kinda crappy in AM so I didnt go to D's gymnastics or dancing classes (W has them this wknd). W asked me to go to costume store with her and I said yeah if we can stop by this bead store I want to go to to pick up some beads for Ds. Real beautiful day out, fun drive to places. We go and W picks out her costume. She keeps asking me if she is spending too much money, that she feels 'bad' about what she is spending, is 'anxious' that I am going to disapprove of what she is doing. I ask her why she is asking me. She asks me again, I tell her I want her to feel free to buy what she wants, that I am not her Dad. I didn't want to be her Dad before, and I definitely don't want to be her Dad now. I'm sorry she feels anxious, and is there anything she wants me to do to help with that?

She looks at me and says in a sweet voice, yeah I know you didn't want to be my Dad. We finish the errands, and I drive myself back to my car. She says some more stuff about how she feels going off her meds. She says she can't talk to anyone else except [my petname] about how she feels. I tell her I'm glad she feels safe sharing things with me.

She was going to a pumpkin carving party with girls she was invited to by a down the street neighbor and had asked me if I wanted to come. I said thanks, but I have some things I want to do. She wants to pick up Halloween shirts for girls, so I tell her to follow me to house.

We get to house and she goes to jump out of car and go into house saying, "Here, watch the girls, I am going to go look for a dress I want in the closet." (some of her clothes that didn't fit her when she moved out were still in "her" closet). I said, "Hang on." She says, "It'll just take a sec." I said, "I'm going to go into the house and get the girls' shirts, please tell me which dress you're looking for, and I'll get it." She looks sort of taken aback and describes the dress to me. I go upstairs grab the girls shirts, then look for her dress, can't find it. Come downstairs, give her the shirts and tell her I can't find the dress, can she come back after the party. She says, "Yeah, why didn't you want me to go into the house, is it messy or something?" I said, "We have separate spaces now. I have my space, and you have your space. I don't tell you to watch the girls while I invite myself into your place to look for stuff, do I?" She starts saying something about well you could have watched me while I looked and rolls her eyes. I smile at her and wave and say have fun at the party! Bye, girls!

While she is at the party, I pack up the rest of the remaining clothes from "her" closet into boxes. Also pack up some costume stuff she had talked about wanting to consolidate in a box with the costume stuff she had just bought. I'm out in the front yard putting up some Halloween decorations when she emerges from the party (down the street). She happily yells, Hi H!! I say, Hi! Come on down! She loads girls into car and drives down the street. I put the boxes on the front yard while she comes down. She says, "What's all that?" I say, "It's the rest of the clothes in your closet." She kind of stares at it and says, "Wow, it feels like the [my petname] is shipping me out." (who moved out????) I look at her and smile, say there is more stuff on hangers in the closet that didn't fit in the boxes, should only take me a couple of trips, I can stack them on top of the boxes. She says, "Uh, ok." I load the stuff into the back of her car. She says something like, "This will be a good project for her because she was going to have to go through the stuff and sell some of it to Ebay and give some of it to her friend. She can do it now instead of later." I just nod and smile say, "Sounds good!" Then she calls me over to window to show me some pictures on the camera from the party and tell me about the pumpkin carving. As she drives away, I wave to girls. I smile and wave to her, she is looking at me waving and smiling, but with this funny look on her face with lots of eye contact.