Oh, no, I'm an idiot and have to own up to it. He called last night to say he cannot come tonight to see the kids, as planned. Work is too hectic - he'd get here 30 min before bedtime. So he says, what if I come spend the day on Monday since he has President's Day off. A week between visits? A week between times I get a break from these two little crazy balls? AND - it's not like he works late Friday night or at all on sat/sunday.
Lol - I guess I should be greatful he didn't call to tell me he was engaged/she's pregnant, like Kelsey Grammar. Or that he'd been to an atty and filed for divorce and was I around to get the papers served.
I'm making assumptions and getting my hopes up, time to go back to staying busy...which is really why V-day was fun...we did fun things and I wasn't obsessing over WHAT HE IS DOING ON SATURDAYs that is so much more important than seeing the kids. Probably because I am assuming "what" is a "who".
I think I'll pull out my bucket list and go do something this weekend. Maybe we'll drive to Niagara Falls. Nothing like 14 hours in the car to get yourself to stop thinking, right?
Faith is, at one and the same time, absolutely necessary and altogether impossible. --Stanislaw Lem