Funeral for a husband, love lies bleeding

[cczamo]

STB XH came over today to pack up some of his stuff (big move is on 5/2/14). Our last interaction was rather cold and distant (my choice due to just discovering his OW). Today I was as positive and nice -- no R talk. I offered to help him & he asked me to help some by holding boxes while he taped and other tasks requiring two people. H did monster with me, but I ignored and acted friendly. Rather than linger and hang around him, I'd go to different room after helping him each time, and he called me back to help him several times. Helping him box up and tape..wow this is really happening!
Not certain if i'll see him again til 5/2. i wont initiate any contact, though. I don't feel much of any thing, not sadness, not anger. Not today, at least.

Am GAL. After brief run, I went to volunteer to pack meals for the hungry in Haiti. I met several people at my volunteer table also funneling rice, weighing it and measuring the food packets. Trying to put myself "out there" in new situations and meeting people by myself. I am introverted so this is not easy, but today wasn't nearly as difficult as I expected.
This evening, I called a new friend from DivorceCare group to meet me for Cuban food at the spur of the moment.
Tomorrow, Easter.