Journal / update kind of thing. Didn't hear anything from W most of the day. She sent me a grocery list via text to help make "life easier" the next few days. I never responded and simply drove home once I was done with work. She called. My 180 of not being so available still works.
So I finally come home, and the family is about to sit down for dinner. W announces this never happens. I somewhat loudly and friendly say, we generally have family dinners on Wed and Thurs. She took notice with a cute, "side you just yell at me.". So I answered "yes, because we do eat together on those days.". She forgets that I've cut down hours at work before and after the bomb. Eventually she shares her day, I listen, and vice versa. She thematic makes the comment, "Is it wrong that I want to hug you. I'm having one of those moments.". I step beside her, arms behind my back so as to not hug, and say, "i too wouldn't mind one, especially because of the bad weather and third 2 hour drive". So then she turns towards me with open arms and we hug tightly, until S2 joins us with a dirty diaper. Before she leaves, I ask for her to let "us" know that she makes it safely and tell her to call the kids whenever she wants. She acknowledged that and then left. This sure is one grueling marathon. Random side note, I signed up for a local Color Run this weekend with a friend and some of his. Should be awesome. Google it if you never heard of it. Makes ya smile.
