Dropped off my D2 at my MIL house this morning, that is were my W is living. The whole time it was upbeat and fun. Our interaction has stayed consistent.
My day was going good. She texted me that a plastic tub that I brought over of her clothes was the wrong one. I will be gone all weekend and told her to she could come look for it herself. She said she is helping her grandma move this weekend. I said I will keep an eye out for it bc I planned on cleaning the basement soon. Now here's the dagger. She wrote back and said she would help bc that way we could seperate our things. I know I shouldn't let it get to me but it did.
