H almost came face to face with my Mum today! He was dropping off the car so that I could take S & D somewhere after school. He text to say he was on his way and in my text back I made it clear my Mum was here. I know my Mum has no desire to see him because she doesn't trust herself not to give him a piece of her mind, and I'm quite sure H wouldn't want to see her either - too embarrassed!
Then he comes and walks straight in the house! He got to the door of the room where my Mum and I were sitting having a chat and hot footed it in the other direction, without making eye contact, quicker than quick! Strange.
He came round later and carried out his usual routine for whenever he comes round. He walks in, doesn't say a word to anyone, and takes up his lounging position on the settee. After about an hour he commented that he couldn't believe nobody had noticed he'd shaved off his beard after all the complaints from S & D about it. He hadn't really shaved it totally off, the stubble was still there so, to me, it was barely noticeable that he'd shaved it off. Odd that he seemed put out that none of us had noticed. He sat flicking about on his phone as he always does when he's here.
I wasn't going to let him spoil our plans so at bed time we continued with the book we've been reading. He came up with us and sat on the floor listening too. Then as soon as it was done he left saying he'd see the kids tomorrow.
He just comes and goes as he pleases, whenever it suits him and I do find it unsettling. It's like the three of us are settled and happy for the evening and then he descends on us with a sense of gloom. He barely talks to the kids and they barely talk to him either. He just arrives, sits looking at his phone and leaves.
He looks dreadful (this is an observation not a criticism Zues !). He is always in ill fitting jogging bottoms and a baggy fleece. They look like they could walk to the washing machine on their own. I thought I looked tired but he looks worse and along with his stubble he just looks altogether scruffy. He is constantly complaining of feeling ill (feeling sick and stomach problems) and that he has hardly slept. It seems to me that this new life he is forging for himself is not agreeing with him much.
S said tonight that he is tired of him just turning up and 'hanging around' doing nothing. He asked, "What is the point Dad coming here to just sit looking at his phone, he might as well not bother." It is so sad. H moved out 11 weeks ago and in that short space of time S has gone from desperately wanting him to come round to feeling like this. If only H could see the damage he is doing to his R with his children.
!). He is always in ill fitting jogging bottoms and a baggy fleece. They look like they could walk to the washing machine on their own. I thought I looked tired but he looks worse and along with his stubble he just looks altogether scruffy. He is constantly complaining of feeling ill (feeling sick and stomach problems) and that he has hardly slept. It seems to me that this new life he is forging for himself is not agreeing with him much.