Yesterday I was up early and drove over to W's place by 5 am to take d18 to the airport. The plan was W was going with us. But W texted me to let me know she had the flu, and stuff was coming out of both ends sick (ewww, W, tmi). So W ended up not going with us.

I got d18 off to her flight to her college with no problems. I am excited for her that she gets to start a new chapter in her life. She seemed genuinely excited also.

OK, here is my confession. B/c I knew we would be dropping off d18 at the airport, I knew the plan was I would be alone with W after we dropped off d18. I am hoping that given that om attempted to break into W's place last week and 5 police cars were called, that W's financial stress does not mean that she will still let om move in with her on September 1st (as was her original plan.)

I was all ready to discuss a couple of topics with W - first, how W dating other men hurt me. How s13 is not happy with our current arrangement, and then see if I could help co-parent s13 by moving into d18's bedroom at W's place. But b/c of W's illness, I did not get the chance. This is likely for the best. I have not contacted W this weekend, and instead I am enjoying my time with s13. School starts tomorrow for the boy. And today we will go out and get him a haircut. Unlike his daddy, he has a beautiful head of hair, but much too long with which to start school.


Me-54 yrs; W: 50 yrs
4 kids- D: 22,20,19; S:15
"Trial" Divorce: 04/14 - 6/14
Separated: 06/2013- divorced 08/2016

“The strongest of all warriors are these two — Time and Patience.” War and Peace