Tonight W was very brief with me. We had an end-of-season volleyball party that we drove separately to because after she took D to softball practice, then to a close friend's. She hardly spoke to me and since I got home was very distant and, I don't know, different. Isolating. Felt like it used to before BD in March. Can't put a finger on it. Not sure if I should say anything tonight when she gets home or just go to bed and save it for the MC tomorrow. Maybe it is just my sense of anxiety and nothing is really wrong?
Thinking about TVS's poem about trivial objects turning into deadly projectiles...
Hosting neighborhood poker tomorrow night so tonight I kept busy cleaning, getting tables set up, etc. Plus getting the kids in bed. CB
Me; 42, W; 43 M; 16 yrs S12, D9
3/13 - "I want to move to XYZ City (four hours away) and it might be without you, not sure" 5/13 - "Not sure I meant that"
