BF went out of state for Thanksgiving, my family is out of state and I had to work.

BAH!

Been blue for a little over a week now, so then aunt flo comes for a visit.... just pour salt on my already open wound of being alone... but PAIN and all the other lovely symptoms involved.

Then I call BF yesterday morning. I did not think I would have woke him up, but I did. I am talking to him and they I hear something like a "coo" in the background.

"Who are you with?" I ask.

"SS10 is in bed with me, why?" He stated.

:O

SD10 went into the hospital this week. It was tragic, a really bad asthma attack.

However, BF got an interesting view from this. He took off work to stay with her, so he was with her every hour. She was in a children's hospital and everything was about "making them feel special"

He had called me and asked me to bring them some stuff. I took it all to him with no question, I was worried about her too. I stayed for 3 hours and the whole time, she was engaged in some kind of activity with the staff or in the "play room"

Ok, so BF is spending more time with SS12; BF is calmer because he got some over time (money freaks him out); BF is going to counselor on a regular basis!

This morning he called from work and wanted to talk about 'some things that the counselor suggested'

:O

So I listened. I liked all of the suggestions. All of them point to a closer "us".

Sure, things are getting better, but now I see that BF is lazing about while I am at work. Baloney sandwiches for dinner. He is asleep when I go home for lunch (9 pm or so) and the kids are still up and running between rooms.

Dishes are not done, stuff on the kitchen table, it just never ends.

Between room-mate and spouse, yeah... that is where I am. I can't complain, but I pay to live there.

Maybe I am just down since it is "Aunt Flo's" visit.