Thursday night I went for a group bike ride. Man, they kicked my butt for being on vacation for a week and a half. 34 miles to downtown through the hills. 3 mile run on Friday night, and 3 mile run this morning.
I did have my S this weekend. My W had asked to have him on Friday night to take him to a birthday party. Saturday I took my S to a minor league ballgame, and stopped at a festival on the way back. Yesterday we went to church, out to lunch with my Mom, and my S and I headed to Kings Island for a couple of hours.
Friday night my W dropped off my S. She parked out in the street. Unfortunately, I knew what that meant. She was respecting my boundary at the bare minimal level. She walked up to the front door with my S. The dog went out to visit her and my S came in. She was acting upbeat and pleasant. I acted as upbeat and pleasant as I could, but I called the dog in, looked out at the street, gave my W a dirty look , and politely closed the door in my W's face while wishing her a good weekend. I'll have to say it hurt to do that. I didn't hear anything from her until yesterday, late in the day. She sent me a text: "Happy fathers day! U r a great father...". I just texted her back a couple of hours later to say thanks and I really love my S. Frankly, I was a little surprised to hear from her. But then again...
I still need to get that financial paperwork to her. I am feeling the need to consult a L first just to make sure everything on the level before I give her anything. I am dreading doing it for some reason, but it's the right thing to do.
34 miles to downtown through the hills. 
3 mile run on Friday night, and 3 mile run this morning. 
She was respecting my boundary at the bare minimal level. She walked up to the front door with my S. The dog went out to visit her and my S came in. She was acting upbeat and pleasant. I acted as upbeat and pleasant as I could, but I called the dog in, looked out at the street, gave my W a dirty look 
But then again...
