Thank you V, I do still owe you answers to your questions and haven't forgotten.
Operation Pooch Swap went without incident tonight. So much so that it was kind of depressing in it's own right. That may sound odd after everything I've written, but it just is. I gave her my dog, a quick hug and that was it. She asked me a logistical question about the next swap that I answered and it was done.I got back in my car and left like I'd given a friend of my Mom's a package that had been delivered to the wrong house. This is not riveting reading I'm sure for you DB'ers.
I would imagine after having the dinner turned down my WAW didn't feel the need to ask me anything nor tell me anything about herself. Although this interaction was expected it still seems so out of place. I can't believe I've shared my life with this person and now we both act like polite strangers. I may be sulking a bit in this post.
Ok, I'm sulking a lot.
I'm home in an empty apartment and still have so much emotion around my WAW. I didn't got into her house to avoid seeing my old furniture and anything else that could upset me. Even though it's been nine months and a lifetime of growth, it still pains me so much to see her, and see where she lives.
Tomorrow I'm going to remind myself to have faith in the bigger picture, to believe in the plan that my higher power has for me, to trust in the universe, and to use the time without my pup to my advantage.
Goodnight DB'ers.
M 39 W 36 T5 M3 BD - 1/15 Separated - Same Day Served 9/15 D finalized 6/17