Little bit of a hiccup last night. W did not communicate with me all evening, bailed on plans with kids. I did well to not attack her, but I was clearly irritated with the lack of communication. I'm trying to give her space but I really struggle with her rolling in at 9pm without even taking 5 seconds to text me what's up. The kids were upset and I eventually got upset. Fear started creeping in and I really got upset with the idea of it going forward like this....I can't go back to that.
On the bright side, she hadn't been drinking so my worst fears weren't realized....and this morning, she apologized and explained the evening to me. I said that I was trying to give her space, but I expected some communication, and she agreed, so again, I guess that's positive.
This kind of stuff is difficult because we really haven't defined where we are or what the boundaries/expectations are. So happy limbo wasn't so happy last night I guess.
