I ran some errands this morning in H's car. I go to get groceries and in the trunk is a box taped up. I have seen it before but not paid much attention to it. Well... I opened it. Inside was extra clothes and what nots. I was steaming. I went home and H knew I was mad asked what was wrong. I said nothing. When he went outside to help with the groceries, he saw the box I had thrown by the trash.
He came in and asked, is the box why you are mad. I said yes. He told me he packed that 3 months ago when I was really emotional and had forgotten about it.
I told him I needed a decision. I can't live this way anymore. So he said he would leave. He didn't pack alot, just a few clothes.
I was a basket case at first. I didn't do any DBing today at all. Now I am better. Numb, I guess.
He says he needs to think. I asked him where he was going and he said he didn't know. I called him less than an hour ago ( I know, I told you have not DBed today at all...). He still hadn't called or seen ow.
I did give him an out. I doubt at this point he takes it. I told him if he needed to think and wanted to come back before the weekend was up, he could, if he ended it with ow.
Not a lot of my actions have been reasonable today. But I am slowly feeling okay. I know this will be hard and there will be lots of downs. But I had to do this.
We still have things to discuss--finances, seeing the kids, etc. So, we will have to see each other this week. Tomorrow he is coming to take the dog to the vet.
Fortunately my mom is here. I called her to come and help with the kids. They still leave on Wed.
