So this past weekend I went over and got some things from the apartment. She was cold and distant the whole time. She made mention to our son that they were going to Philly like I had suspected. Her dad was going with her as well (he is the one who initiated the divorce from her mom a few years back). I didn't really say much to her while there. I asked if she had a box for donating and put all my remaining clothes into it. She asked about why I wasn't taking anything, so I told her none of it would fit anymore. She responded with a sarcastic "Ooooh that's right because you lost so much weight." while waving her arms around. I don't think I responded with anything IIRC, may have said something simple like "well, yeah" or something to that effect.
Well yeah I'm down almost 45lbs now, and lost 6in in my waist... And the clothes that I actually wanted to take with me I already had from months ago.
It was hard going through some stuff. The worst was a tin I came across from when we were just dating/married... I waited to open it up until back at my place. Had tons of receipts, ticket stubs, etc in it of all the things we did together. The hardest was reading a letter she wrote me of 50 reasons she loved me. I cried for a good while before packing it back up and putting into the back of my closet.
There are several pictures in the boxes to sort through that I left there... She can do what she wants with them. Pictures of us on a cruise, our prom pictures, etc.
Afterwards I then went to a local festival to walk around, sampled some ciders at a local place, chatted with a couple older women at the bar about the drinks, then went to a friend's 50th birthday party and hung out there for a while.
Went to church on Sunday, then went to a local outdoor shopping area and stopped at Barnes and Noble and picked up Crushing by T.D. Jakes. It's a really good book I'd recommend to anyone on here with religious beliefs. I walked around for a while and read the first 3 chapters in a park area. It was a decent weekend, but running across that tin just ripped the scab right open again, and it's been hard to not think about.
