What a crappy couple of days.

I asked SD12 if she wanted to have dinner with me. She said her mom said okay and so I picked her up. SD says her mom won't be home tonight so she wanted SD to put the cat in the house.

Uh, what? I quietly text H and ask if he's aware of this. No, he's not. He freaks and texts his ex, SD's mom.

All poop breaks loose. SD never asked if she could go with me and her mom was coming home at 9pm.

Now SD is grounded, and H is even more cranky. No at me, but the drama. I feel guilty; indirectly it's all my involvement. He also hates dealing with his ex and her husband.

I did tell him he did a great job disciplining SD - we rarely saw eye to eye where she was concerned (I was bad cop, he was good cop) but I told him tonight that he's a great dad and she's lucky she had one parent who's concerned and cares.

I also noticed when he came to pick SD up he'd replaced a geocache we hid together with a new box and log (the old ones were in his car and I asked about it). Alone, I hope, not with some chick.

Either way it stung - geocaching was "our thing". Sigh.

So freaking tired.


BF:40 M:33
SD: 12
T: 8, never married, no kids together
BD: 8/4, "I'm just done", "...too tired and burnt to try".
PA confirmed 8/5 "It happened, but it's been over for almost a year".