I felt pretty detached, actually. I said what I've had to say and there will be no more R talks initiated by me. He started to get worked up over a date we had in conflict. I said, calmly, "it looks like we both made assumptions about when vacation started and how we would split the time. I don't want to impede your life, but I want to have mine, too." He didn't argue with that.
And then we were talking about our D's birthday, coming up soon, and how we will split up the weekend. He asked me if I thought it better for him to have a celebration with his family the day before her birthday, during lunchtime OR a dinner celebration on her actual birthday, after she spends the bulk of the day celebrating with my family.
I said, "that's your call. I'm sure you'll figure it out."
H responds, "I know I'll figure it out, but I'm asking her mother for an opinion".
Oh. I didn't take the bait, stayed detached and said, I'm sure either would be fine. He left. I called out, "'night!" He couldn't even look at me when he left.
I'm not doing the pick me dance anymore.
Booked tix for two weekends away with girlfriends, have tentative plans to co-host a super bowl party, working on the GAL.
