I went to the store to buy dog food. W calls me up and gives me he11 for not telling her that I left. I said, "I didn't know you gave a crap."
She said, "It's a courtesy. I always tell you when I'm going out. Like last night, I told you I was going out."
I was beside myself. Yes, last night she told me she was going out, with posse. Now she went either to pick up someone or meet OM, but she had the courtesy to tell me she was going. Courtesy.
But it occurs to me now, that she is so convinced that we are done, that the going out part is normal; I guess I'm supposed to fully accept that now. So in her view, telling me she's leaving the house is a courtesy.
Why did this shock me? I have to chew on this one a bit.
