After work last night a co-worker and myself went to dinner. Her and I have done this many times. But this time i did not ask permission, i did not make that phone call or text to say what i was doing. I just went.
I’m sure it sounds pretty disrespectful. Well, in my case not really. I have been told by my spouse that i am not to ask where he is or where he is going. So i did the same. I have sat home many of nights eating alone waiting for him to come home. I pretty much know where he is. At our local bar with his buddies. That is decompression time. Well by the time he is done with them he is all talked out. so for me to ask how was his day, who was at the bar is a huge inconvenience. So I stopped asking. Sure i could go to the bar but that s not my scene all the time.
So I made the decision to just. Go out with a friend. We had a great time. Her last story that she shared with me had us laughing so hard in the parking lot.
I woke up in a great mood. I’m getting together with another friend today. Lunch, thrift shopping. I know the conversations are going to be fun. This has been a week of little different adventures for me. But I’m slowly pushing myself to be more independent.
When I got home he must of made dinner because mine was in the fridge. He didn’t text to ask where i was or if i was coming home for dinner. Of course i thought about what he was doing while i was out . I didn’t check my phone. I just had a great time.
Looking forward to today.
Tides of me 