Owl777, thanks for stopping by. I don’t know how much longer I want to try.
I just realized that I’ve been so emotionally and physically exhausted in the past couple of weeks. New job, new schedule, my GF’s visit, then my (mutual) friend’s visit, then the orders with H’s drums pick up. I hope I can relax this weekend, get some sleep and do what I want to do.
I came home yesterday and the d@nm drums were gone. It looks like he didn’t tale anything else, including his things like sports memorabilia, some souvenirs from his travel, etc. There is also no evidence of him picking into my stuff, everything was the way I left it. I’m not sure if he took anything from the garage. There is so much junk in there, so it is hard to tell if something is missing. I’m sure he would have told me, if he took something from the garage.
He left his golf pass for the vacation home on the table with the note to me to take it down to the vacation home when I go there. Ha, he just cannot do without asking me for another favor. The note actually didn’t sound like he was asking for a favor, rather it sounded like he was telling his wife to do something for him.
It looks like H drove strait to the state where his older brother lives and barely stopped at the state where he grew up and where his HS friends and his sister are. His older brother’s son is graduating from college this weekend. I’ve got an invitation from him addressed to me and my son. WTH? There is no way I would even consider attending. I sent a card.
I am at a better place today. I would like to say that I’m at peace, but I know that there are still some feelings of sadness deep down. I feel a lot better though. I’m planning what I want to move to that space where the drums were. And the good thing I don’t have to dust them anymore.
M:50 H:52 S28 (my S from previous marriage) M:17 + 3 BD: 06/12 S: 06/12 - H works in another state