I had a pretty good weekend. The atmosphere in the house, with STBXW still living there, has started to feel better. Things haven't been confrontational, but they haven't been good either. I guess I just don't care any more.

I just hung out with the kids at home on Friday night - I got pizza and we watched a movie (well, S10 and I did, S14 played on the computer). STBXW didn't get home till around midnight. She never said she was going to be out and that I had to handle dinner. Whatever. I'm there for my boys.

On Saturday night I took the boys out. STBXW had been gone for a while since that afternoon, so we just left. A few minutes after we left I got a text from her asking where we were because she wanted to get sushi with the boys (which was news to me). I replied that I took them out, and she sent me this long-winded text about how it would be nice if I told her when I took the kids, because she just showed up at home and no one was there. I replied ok.

So the boys and I got burgers and hit a local arcade. I just found this place last week - it's amazing! It's filled with classic games from the 80s and 90s - you pay a flat rate to get in and play as much as you want. We ended up staying until the place closed at midnight. Both boys had a great time (even S14!), and I'm thinking about the monthly membership so we can go as much as we want.

The funny thing is right as they were closing, a woman who worked there started talking to me. I think she might have been hitting on me - she made a point to mention she didn't have kids during our conversation (which seems really strange in retrospect). Again, this could be nothing, but the possibility of it being something felt nice.

When we got home, STBXW was sulking around and complained that I'd brought them back home late, since they have church in the morning. She didn't inform me of this - actually we never go to church anyway. (Y'all notice how she expects me to let her know of my plans with them, but it's not a 2 way street?) I told her she never informed me of her plans. She said I should've known since she took them last weekend (for the first time in YEARS). Classic assumption of my STBXW's part.

Next morning I slept in, and I awoke to find that no-one had gone to church and STBXW was just waking up as well - go figure. She was making breakfast and asked me if I'd like any. I was hungry, so I said sure. After breakfast, I thanked her.

She then apologized that her text from the night before might have been "a little b*tchy". But then she re-iterated that she needed to know what I'm doing with the boys while we're living in the same house. I told her I'd let her know, but I reminded her that she needed to reciprocate.

Sunday afternoon I had to go find a new YMCA, since my usual one was destroyed in the flood. I found one and had an awesome workout! Afterwards, I drove home with the windows down, radio blasting, enjoying the nice breeze and country backroads. Life can be good if you let it.


Me-47,XW-43
S13,S16
M:18
BD:4-23-17
W filed:7-17-17
(5 months of in-house separation hell)
W moved out:1-6-18
D granted:2-15-18
Decree signed:3-29-18

Your future is out there. Go find it.