Updating...My 8-year old D apparently texted "What are you doing" at 10:30pm on Saturday night from W's phone. I stayed home on Friday night and folded laundry. So on Saturday I felt a little deserving of a few cold ones with friends. Since I wouldn't have expected a text from W's phone from my D, I responded "having a few beers". W responds back "your D is now crying". So I send D a nice text to say goodnight. W sends a 2 page text and then another when I don't respond. Three pints at midnight Saturday and I'm off duty. She's pi**ed. As usual - no respect for "my" time. This detachment thing felt good until she used my D as pawn.
