Well, this weekend was eventful. I continued my DBing by doing things I had previously stopped - working on my cars, hanging with co-workers, doing things with just my kids, not hanging around the house doing nothing...
I was supposed to go to my parents house on Saturday and Sunday to work on their horse barn - mother nature did cooperate - the weather in north-central Florida was pretty terrible, lol.
On Sunday, there was supposed to be a birthday party for the 11 year old daughter of a single mother who works for my parents. The weather didn't look like it was going to allow it. W said 'why not have it over here since we have more seating space?' I had thought about that, but, I wasn't going to even mention it - I just don't need the drama associated with W thinking there's an OW - and just for the record, there's not.
W went to the store and left me to clean up the house a bit. The only thing I didn't have time to do before the party started was folding a small load of laundry that I put on her bed. I did run a load that W said she pre-treated - more on this later...
Everybody showed up about 2pm, the sky cleared and we had a cookout. W left about 2:45 to go to a meeting she had at work. The b'day party progressed great, the b'day girl had a blast - which was the most important thing for me. W got back home about 5:30pm, and was as upbeat as is possible for her. I told her the food had just been put away, and that it was in the back refrigerator. She was somewhat rude to my parents and b'day girls mom - which had the added effect of making me angry, though I didn't show it.
Parents wanted to leave around 7pm, but, the kids (mine and parent's friend) were having a blast with video games and movies so I told my parents to go on, and I'd take them home in a bit. This was nothing different than what my W had done in the past with friends of hers.
At some point in time, I became a jungle gym for a few of the kids. Think I had three kids aged 6 - 13 jumping at and on me playing. I was actually having a blast.
Apparently W didn't like that since she went to her her room, folded that load of laundry and, for the six items that weren't hers, handed 4 to D13 and threw the rest at me.
She then asked if I pre-treated her work clothes. I told her that I thought she had done that, as she stated earlier. She said she didn't, and then asked if I used 'her' laundry detergent - which I didn't even know existed. I apologized and told her I used Purex as that was what I always use. She said 'thanks, it's 8pm and I have to rewash my laundry.'
All of this went down in front of company - from age 6 to 34.
About 9pm I took parents friend and her kids home. We gathered up all the food (she paid for it all, so I sure wasn't going to keep it), gifts, party supplies and kids. Got back home about 9:45. W then complained that we took all the food. I stood there with a dumbfounded look on my face. Other people paid for it, she had almost 4 hours to eat, she knew we were packing everything up and still didn't eat. Granted, we bought a few things (two tubs of baked beans), but, my parents paid us back for them.
This is simply one more nail in the coffin of our M. I'm done trying, I've made the transition from trying to salvage a M to now trying to just keep the peace during the run up to D. My goal is to keep it friendly for our daughter sake...
