Hi rh, thanks for checking in, it means a lot, all the support here.
The activity schedule is daunting, and goes through December. I hope I can manage it well.
I'm going to journal yesterday.
I was mentally noting all the things that he didn't do that he would have normally done in the past. We drove together to the family bday party, but I was last out of the car. Instead of waiting for me and letting me go in first, he walked to the door, knocked, and went in with the boys.
He didn't offer to get me something to drink. He talked to everyone in the family but me.
Our boys drove with the grandparents to their house for the Superbowl party, while H and I drove home. He had some work to do, and I had to let the dog out and get some laundry done.
He asked if I had eaten anything at the party and I said no, I hadn't wanted to eat pizza again as I'd had it the previous night.
He went into our home office and closed the door. When I left to go to my inlaws, I opened the door and said goodbye. He said he would be there soon.
Over there, he spent most of his time, as usual, in another room. The only notable thing that happened was that he walked up to where I was, which was sitting next to S 16 and asked, "Did you like the roast beef?" I assumed H was speaking to my son. because he mainly addresses the boys at home, and not me.
He repeated his question and waved his hand in front of my face to get my attention Later, he asked if I wanted some cake, which I politely declined.
One thing that happened that really bothered me was something his dad said to me last night. H estranged stepsister was at the party. She is the black sheep of the family and recently got out of jail.
FIL was commenting to me how different she was acting, very polite and gracious. He said he had told her that they were willing to start fresh, and if she wanted to, to be "a part of this." He meant the gathering of the clan for birthdays and holidays. Then he tapped me on the chin, and said, "Just like you."
Just like me what?
FIL and MIL have not mentioned one word about H behavior. And it bothers the he!! out of me that I don't know what they know, or what H has told them. It seems they are pros at Acting as if everything is normal.
I hate being kept in the dark about everything.
I left early with youngest son, to get him to bed on time.
The old girlfriend called last night and left a message on our home phone, the one which H never uses, asking him to give her a call about dinner. He didn't mention anything to me. I didn't mention anything to him, and I won't.
Can you believe one of the evenings she suggested for dinner was Valentine's day? I might give her a call and let her know that if she hopes to talk to him, she has to call his cell phone.
Sometimes I think to myself that this is so stupid, so stupid.
