Not sure where to start, Part 3

[wishing, hoping]

Journaling:

Driving home from dinner with friends who should call but H. Wants to know where I am. I tell him I am five minutes from home. I get home I can see he is preparing to leave. Smart. Driving and hour and a half to spend a few hours with OW and he will have to get up two hours earlier than normal to get to work on time. Well, he has never been the brightest bulb in the package.

He tells me S is upset and D wouldn't eat. He ordered pizza for them so I guess he fed them at least. He said S was upset about the D and I said of course he is upset. H wanted me to talk to him. S was in bed and I told him it was okay to be sad and that mom was doing everything she could to make sure we were going to be okay. I held him and told him I was going to find someone he could talk to. I told him I was sad too and I did not like this eitherbu there is only so much I can do. He seemed to be better after our talk. I hate what H is putting us through.

So then as H is walking out the door he asks me to buy drinks for us to take to S's soccer tournament to fill the cooler and to please put his wash in the dryer and put it away. I thought I got fired from that job? Only when he does not want me to be his wife I guess. Talk about cake eating. Wow!