Not much is happening with me lately. I am very grateful for that. S2 and I have a wonderful routine and the days are speeding past at a frightening rate. I haven’t had to set an alarm to wake up for quite a while. I wake up whenever S2 does, take him to daycare, work in my home office for eight hours, go back to daycare to pick him up. He picks me flowers on the ten-minute walk home. We eat, read, and play together. It’s a quiet, content, peaceful life.
X has had divorce papers for a month now without response. It’s been six months since I agreed to increase his parenting time without response. I’m planning a divorce/birthday party for the end of the month even though the divorce won’t be final by then. Our restrictions are very relaxed here so I’ve invited around 20-30 people. It’ll be nice to have friends and kids around for a winter’s evening around the fire. I will be the ripe old age of 32
S2 continues to give me glimpses into X’s life. X sent an unusually nice response to a text message informing him S2 was unwell. S2 apparently hasn’t seen OW for the last four or five visits - she has been “at work” or “in the garage” or “on the computer”. Hmm. Yesterday S2 said Dad took him to the shops and bought a brand new TV. So he’s still buying shiny new toys with the settlement money after two motorbikes and a jetski. Still running.
