He picked us up and dropped me off at the station (again) this morning. There has been some works going on at the station the last few months and he has been unable to drive in all the way to drop me off (his car is too big to turn the corners). Last week I mentioned to him that the works had finished and he should be OK to go into the carpark again. He said Ok, then dropped me off out the back as normal. This morning he turned to go into the station carpark, and when I mentioned it he said "they've widened the roads".
Between last week and this week he has dropped someone off at the station. I felt a weird surge of anxiety. A little tinge of jealousy, but I kept it in. Smiled, and said thank you when I got out of the car. An OW (may be a different one) is still in the picture.
I think I am overthinking it. I just need to let it be. The anxiety was fleeting. The jealousy was fleeting. I guess that is how he feels whenever I say "I am out tonight" and don't tell him where or with whom. The way he looks away but doesn't say anything. On some level we are still H and W (so still feel a little ownership over one another) and on so many levels we are so far away from that now.
