I finally figured out what I feel like--my ex, daughter, and I are what forms a wheelbarrow. when one of the wheels isn't there, the wheelbarrow doesn't work--and I'm that wheel. D called me today and wanted to know if I wanted to go on a bike ride, it was a beautiful day for it, but I just put in a load of laundry in and I couldn't leave it. daughter was disappointed but I told her I just can't drop everything for her and exh on last minute notice. she was upset, because she didn't want to ride with her dad. I told her that if she didn't want to go, tell her father and have him drop her off--well, they never called so I guess hopefully they went on a ride together and enjoyed their time together!
