Had an abnormally normal day yesterday, as if nothing was wrong in our relationship. We did a day trip to Alcatraz because the son of a friend is doing an internship there and he was able to give us a behind the scenes tour. It was a beautiful sunny day in San Francisco (rare this time of year). We did the tour, the whole family enjoyed it. I took pictures and we posed as a family too. I do notice that when my W takes pictures with her phone, I'm never in them....
On the ferry ride back to SF, I got beers and pretzels as well as ices for the girls. I got it because a coworker of my W's mentioned this is "what you do" on the boat to Alcatraz. My W made a point of thanking me for getting the food and had the girls do it too.
We had lunch at an Italian place in North Beach and then gelato.
Afterwards, we went to where a new friend of my W is living. This is a 28 year-old, single women that she met in the gym back by where we live. The women is trying to get into medical school here. My W brought her a gift of pillows. My W is trying very hard to cultivate this friendship. I'm not sure why. This is the first time I met her, she seems like a nice enough person.
We visited the friend for about 45 minutes and then left to go home. I drove most of the way, and then since I was obviously tired my W offered to switch when we got gas. She drove the last 30 minutes, but I couldn't relax because for some reason she was driving very aggressively in terms of speed and too close to the car in front.
