13 years and 2 kids pt. 5

[Hurt213]

Journaling a bit:

Just hit the couch after a 12 hour work day and I am beat.

My ex was at our house today with the kids, and we had decided to divide our assets when the kids were sleeping.

I must admit, sitting in my car on my way home, I dont know why I thought it would be a great idea to do this tonight after 12 hours of work, but she insisted because she "needs to know what to buy to the new place", so we got it done.

It was not really a problem dividing the assets. I told her, that I was not about to give her all my stuff for free, but basically I only had emotions invested in pictures, and the rest was basically just dead stuff that I would replace if needed, and I just wanted a fair economical divide. We made that happen and that was that. Done deal.

She told me about a funeral she had to attend today, while I was making a sandwich. I stopped making the sandwich and listened to her. She is a teacher and one of her young students mother died last week, and apparently she attended the funeral. She told how hard it had been, and the little girl had come over and hugged her... She was crying, and I felt bad for her, and then I felt glad for me... Why ? Because I felt bad for her, because the situation is really really sad, however not an inch in me had the desire to go and hold her and try and fix her. I just validated her emotions and told her as a closer "Ex, I am sure that was a really horrible experience, I can understand how that must have been really hard on you". I am mind reading a tad, but her body language really looked like she was expecting me to come over - No thank you .

As we were speaking my phone went off with some snaps and a few messages on the messenger app. She then said, wow someone sure is popular these days.... I chose not to respond - heck, dont even know what I would had said lol.

All in all, things are just great....

Still a little battle in my mind with the fact that she is a part of OMs extended family life now, which means serious business. This means I got more work to do on me. Other than that, happy life.