Another one of those sleepless nights. Well, I was asleep, with the slider door open, a nice breeze coming through and then I heard loud arguing. It was coming from the house behind me. A very loud tv. Think it was the movie "The God Father". I call this neighbor, Mr. Music Man. Sometimes during the day he will play meditative music very loud. He has small speakers that are pointed towards my house. He doesn't like the sound of my pool pump, which has to run, and is in a box. I sent him a letter letting him know I'll be working to improve the box to cut down on the noise. He not a sane person, so I'm told by both of my next door neighbors. I try not to let him get to me. I have enough on my plate.
I've been listing things for sale and sold my vintage bicycle today. It was bittersweet, as I had a lot of memories, before baby, even before I was married. But, it was collecting dust. It had to go. I've got a few other it's to go. Sadly, they belong to D4. Again, things that are collecting dust and taking up TOO much room. Thank goodness we have a garage! I've got buyers coming on Friday when she's in daycare. Easier to avoid a possible scene.
D4 was asking about her dad today. "When is Daddy coming home?" We were driving around when she asked, had picked up dinner, with the money I got for my bike, I didn't answer. After we picked dinner up, she asked again. All I could muster up was, "That's a good question...." We had a nice sunset picnic, and we didn't talk about XH. I'm feeling like I need to address her question, and I feel bad that I didn't answer her. She deserves to know something.
I don't know where Xh is. An item that he ordered from Amazon, came to house yesterday. It's a kettle bell, for working out. I'm assuming he's unaware it got sent here. Because I know what the item is, and it seems unimportant, I'm not going to contact him about it. He can reach out. I'm not ready to talk with him. Not ready to talk about the house.
The last email I sent him was a schedule of when the best times to contact D4 would be. He had reached out and asked, so I thought that sending him her weekly routine would help in figuring out a time to call. He hasn't reached out again. He continues to be a ghost. To be selfish. He doesn't even contact his parents. He ignores everyone. For him, it's easier than facing them. That's on him.
I've enjoyed not working as much this week and spending more time with D4. Tomorrow we are going to see Santa, Covid style. Why not? It's a surprise I'm trying to be happy, but I find myself on the brink of that breaking down feeling. Time for a good cry I guess, Release the tears! Not a bad thing.
Okay. Time to try and sleep again.
~Never Give Up ~ 2019 Mar BD June BD Dec Aow/xgf 2020 Jan he wants D Feb he flys2 ow Mar returns stuck here C19 Lckdwn Apr he leaves for work until Nov Oct D FINAL 2020 Living MY Happiest Life Ever