SO called a little while ago...asking me if I'm sure I want him to take all 3 kids. LOL - I knew he would do this. He said he would be all right just taking D7 to a movie...I quietly stated that I already made plans to go out - he jumped all over that, so I deftly (I hope! LOL) changed the subject.
We covered a few topics - most importantly he's still stating that no one else will be there. Quietly again, I told him thank you and that I was putting my trust in him on that and it meant a lot to me. He asked if I discussed things with D7 and I told him I briefly told her they were going to be with him, but that I wasn't comfortable getting into any details without us doing it jointly. He agreed.
He asked if he could take some dishes; said he would have to buy some silverware. He kept saying he wasn't feeling well; was sick; not eating or sleeping right. I didn't get much of a chance to say anything to that. He told me what he had done so far tonight (opened a concert) and that he was headed to his bar show. When he realized again that I was going out tomorrow night, he tried to get me to tell him the details - then said he would have to borrow a station vehicle (all the kids won't fit in his sports car w/ all their car seats!).
He then asked again about my plans - asked if I was going to visit family - that turned the talk to the email from my nephew. I told that wasn't where I was going and that I had no idea where the talk was coming from up there. I stated again that I hadn't spoken to anyone since returning from FL and that I wasn't ready to talk to any of them yet. And that I won't talk anyone until I am ready. He said OK. I told him that I hoped he believed me, because he didn't seem to. he said he did, and I let it go.
All in all, the convo left me a little down. Nothing bad was said, but reality is here, I guess.
Got some friends lined up for tomorrow night. I'll be finding additioanl support in some Smirnoff Ice, as well.
