This whole 'staying friends with the soon to be ex' creates some strangeness that has me a little discombobulated.
- Packing my stuff Sat am/afternoon, and he arrives with a friend with some furniture that he was given. It's my place but not really, so it's weird to offer the friend something to drink.
- Found out the actual final divorce will take 4-8 weeks after the 6 months, which, whatever, we can deal with. But my ex says on Saturday as he's leaving to go to a party we are both invited to, 'guess that means we will make it to 6 years' (Sept. 28).
- We're invited to the same party, and someone sings the praises of another guy to me in front of my ex.
- I had sent an email out to friends asking for help moving Aug 2, and made the mistake of bcc-ing him rather than sending him a separate email telling him when I am moving my stuff out so he won't be there. He commented 'it's weird that my friends are moving you out'. I corrected and said 'our friends.'
- Another friend at the party tells me about how it's cheaper to take your locks out and get them re-keyed at Home Depot than to buy new locks, but you just need to have people at the house while you do that so noone breaks in, and my ex asks them jokingly what they are doing on Aug 2. I just said 'fuck off'.
- He made a blueberry pie for the party that everyone loved, and I was very proud of him. And I asked him later, didn't it feel good to have people praise your pie? And it did.
- We went climbing together Sunday, and had a good time. We were supportive of each other, and were happy to share the sense of joy of getting to the car 5 minutes before a tremendous downpour, which made the temperature go down 20 degrees, and then driving to a place at which the downpour had not occurred yet, and the temperature be 20 degrees higher.
- We get back to the house and there's bugs in the garbage that holds the cat food cans, so I clean all that shit out while he's outside mowing the lawn, and he gets me food when he goes to buy dinner, and it feels like we're married again.
- Then I leave to go back to the place I'm staying, alone.