She wasn't really late, just telling me she was almost done at work. Turns out she actually cleaned up before the shift and didn't work too hard that night. So I was just freaking out for no real reason that time.
I did go to S's first day, and it went pretty well. I didn't go to the competition because I was at work. I work for the company that owns the company where she works, so it's plausible that I could have gone, and even though I thought really hard about going, I decided that I'd just stay at work and keep hacking away at a project I'm working on. It's turning out better, anyway.
An example of jabs: today I picked S up from school because she said she needed to work a few hours. Bonus time with S is good. We had a great time! She came to pick him up, and she went to the neighbor's house to get a box of S's toys that he had left there, and she asked if I would carry it. I did help, because S was there. So I got them into her car, and they left. She called me about 5 minutes later saying she wanted to leave the toys at my house because she was afraid that there may be bugs in them, and she didn't want bugs at her apartment. I suggested that she keep them in her car overnight. She said "can I just leave them downstairs at your place?" Then she said that S was freaking out because he wanted to take them home with him. She showed up at my place, S was having a meltdown, and I got the toys and told him I would clean them up for him and keep them safe, and he could play with them this weekend. He said he wanted to stay with me. Said = screamed. Here's where the jab comes: she got out of the car, said "THIS is the reason I didn't want to get these effing toys, which you said you would pick up this week." I said "I was going to after S was picked up, I've been busy doing stuff all week" (I have been super, super busy). She said "you should have done this sooner. Now he wants to stay with you. Can YOU tell him why he can't?"
I talked to S. I told him that I wish he could, but he has school in the morning, and I have to be up early for work, but that I loved him and would see him this weekend. She said "thank you for telling him." I picked up the box, told her to have a good night, and she left.
On one hand, it's nice that MOST of the time we've talked lately, it's been pretty calm. She's actually been quite nice lately. Except that every few days she tries to remind me that she is mad at me. I've become a lot better at just not responding, or saying "I'm sorry you feel that way" and just leaving it at that. On the other hand, she seems to be trying to do cake eating...a la Mitch Hedberg's cake addiction joke. I think her wild streak has kind of slowed down, but I don't know. I only assume that because she seems to want to spend more time with S, and she's actually talking to me like a human more often than not. The past few weeks have been a total trip. I still don't know which way this is going.
15 more days until the D case is dismissed. Just waiting to see what's going to happen.
