Friday, January 06, 2006
My spirits seem to have improved, even if my situation has not. There are distant promises of money to pay bills, yet that doesn't resolve the immediate need.
Do you ever find yourself doing silly things that serve no purpose? The other night I was scrolling through my cell phone contacts and noticing how many people I couldn't call to talk to and saw the entry "Home". The number was the house phone of the townhouse EH and I shared up until October. I called it. I wasn't sure what I expected but somehow the tinny female voice telling me that "The number you have reached is not in service" seemed so appropriate.
Tomorrow should be quite a day. The kind they make sitcoms about. We're going to the King Tut Museum exhibit...we bought our tickets 6 months ago when our lives were all very different. We have a specific "entry time" to go in. The cast of characters attending this event include: me, EH and SG...PC/PlayBoy and his 2 sons...PC's ex-wife and her daughter...Best FriendM, GrabbyMan and their two boys.
Yeah...I hope security is beefed up. I can't even imagine what to expect. I'll be going with EH & SG since we had planned it that way. EH and I remain on excellent terms and continue to greet and part with hugs and kisses on the cheek. We talk in emails from time to time about non-essential things. PC will be there with his two boys and we will keep a respectful distance. EH tends to just ignore PC and PC responds by staying out of his way. Ultimately, EH is a fantastic man with the constitution of a saint and I can't begin to tell you how much I appreciate that.
PC's Ex...not so much. I'm concerned that she might cause a scene in front of the children. I don't blame her for hating me, however misguided her thoughts are, but I do remember how I felt and I understand. I just don't want to expose the children to it. The problem is that she seems to use the children freely to deliver stinging messages or to shape their minds. PC's youngest son had quite an interpretation of he and I living together and how wrong it was, a very well-delivered concept that was clearly imparted by his mother since it incorporated ideas too foreign to a 6 year old.
BestFriendM and her family offered to go as a group, but ultimately I did not want to be touring with a group that has cut me out of their mix.
It doesn't even feel like Friday...
Posted by Red ::
11:20 AM ::