I intend to live forever - so far, so good

[ClingingToHope]

Awest, the girls both have a counselor, but neither STBXW or I can I afford to send them consistently.

Long week for STBXW. Had the daddy-daughter dance Thursday night with D11. It was a lot of fun. After, on the drive home, D11 talked about the "talk" they got from STBXW. D8 didn't misinterpret anything. STBXW basically blamed me for all of her troubles.

D11 said she went to her room to pack -- and decided not to say anything.

I told D11 that I'd love to have her and D8, but I don't think STBXW would ever recover if that happened. She needs them.

Today I get a text from STBXW. There is a jogging stroller available. It's $40. Will I buy it for her?

Lots, lots going on in this text.

First off -- the stroller is for D8. I know, I know. She's 8, but she thinks its fun to ride with someone pushing her. That's not the issue here.

* She's with the girls so if I say no she might just tell them how cheap I am.

* We got a jogging stroller back when D11 was 2 and STBXW started running with me. It took a few weeks, but then she really got into it. We ran together every day and she got down to a size 2 and it was one of the best years of our marriage. So I thought about that.

* STBXW needs to begin working out. When I moved out I remember one of things she said is "she's fine being fat." She used to be a cheerleader for a CBA team so deep down I knew that wasn't true. I thought eventually she'd want to get back in shape. D11 also needs to be working out. She's not getting enough activity. On my weekends, we go to the health club or do something active. If D11 starts running with STBXW, that's a big plus.

* I know it's not my job to be her fall back anymore -- but all things added up -- I text back. Yes. I will do that.

An hour later I get a series of texts. D8 is throwing a fit because STBXW won't buy her a bunch of toys. The text says D8 is coming to live with me because she doesn't know the meaning of no. The last text was "we got the stroller."

I was playing cards so when I saw it I texted "Is everything OK now?"

No response. So I went over and dropped the money in the mailbox and a "Be Mine" cookie D11 bought for her boyfriend that she left here.

Outside all of that, Friday I met friends at a downtown bar and my very first girlfriend -- who I never totally got over -- was there. We said hi and then we sat with our respective groups. I hugged her goodbye when she left -- a person in her group drank too much and threw up.

It was weird having the old GF there. I relaxed when she left.

That's enough for this week.