DBing European Style, part 2

[Papa4Life]

S10, oops correction, S11! (where has the time gone?!?) celebrated his b-day today. We got up early (ugh, lol) and D9, that creative little rascal, had set up a scavenger hunt with tips to find his gift. That was great. Then we got the place straightened up and the in-laws, BIL and his GF came over. I'm really starting to dislike these get-togethers because everybody treats me like a terminal patient: "How's it going, hmm? You hangin' in there?" Ugh, again.

I snuck upstairs a few times and found excuses to make myself scarce. There all well-meaning, but I don't need the reminders of how everything's going to change soon.

W is pretty dead set on following the path she's chosen, and I'm looking down the business end of learning how to survive in this (still in many ways) alien place. I also feel a bit uncomfortable that our financial advisor (a guy we've used in the past but who W had much more contact with) is helping us try to arrange the financial side of the D. He says there is a chance W can keep the house, but I'm worried that it will be at my detriment. I said as much to W yesterday (in what I thought was a fairly non-threatening manner) and W seemed to bite her tongue. Next thing I know I hear her close the door to her BR and I see that the light's out and the curtains are drawn, which means another migraine. Can't help but wonder what got her so stressed out.

W also asked yesterday if I'm on drugs. Whazza-hooza, huh?!? I mean, yeah, I'm down quite a few lbs from running and eating well (the post-BD fifteen, if you will), and I smoke the odd cigarette unfortunately, and I have enjoyed a few brews with the friends during my GAL efforts. But drugs?!? Sheesh. I've never used drugs other than the usual college experience which was tame I can assure you. Don't know what gives her that impression. Maybe my detaching efforts have gone so well, she feels it could only be possible using some kind of elephant tranquilizer! I mean, compared to where I was even just a month ago I've definitely progressed. But that's all natural, baby!!

Anyway, I'm off to spend some time with the b-day boy. He's a great kid. He has a great heart, he's kind, and he makes his pop so proud every day (all four of 'em do) that my heart swells just thinking how blessed I am to have the honor and privilige of being their dad.

Now if you'll excuse me, I've got something in my eye and I need a tissue. Sniff!

Oh and a great big hug from the b-day boy.