Last night with Therapist was all about DH. He was supposed to have come up with a launch plan for ASS, which he didn’t fully complete. We realized once we started talking about it, that it was going to have to be far more detailed than we thought. He had come up with all kinds of scenarios, which initially I thought was overkill, but he really wants to have all the bases covered so that the two of us are on the same page and have a “play book” of sorts. Therapist agreed, but put a time table on it.

As we were moving on to talking about how our relationship was going, DH made a passing comment about BabyVoice and how she wants to change one of her classes next semester. It’s an elective class called “Fashion Design” and kids can take it for multiple semesters over multiple years. She took it in 7th grade and now she is taking it again in 8th grade. It is every middle school girl’s dream class and it is actually pretty cool. They design their own patterns, make their own clothes and throw a benefit fashion show in the Spring. My DD25 took it, as did Thing1. He took it because it was a class full of 8th grade girls, but I digress.

Anyway, BV really, really loves this class and the teacher. So much so, that she has taken the afterschool sewing class offered by this teacher every semester since the spring of 6th grade. So to hear her say she no longer wants to be in the class next semester is kind of a big deal. All of the above is background to this:
Therapist asked DH why he thought BV wanted out of the class. He said she wouldn’t really tell him but she did say that some “annoying” girls are in there and she doesn’t like them. I say nothing. Therapist, who has an 8th grade girl herself, says that perhaps it’s just middle school bratty girl shit. DH said no, and then said he didn’t like the way that BV “cuts people out of her life when she has a disagreement with” them. Hmmm, who does THAT sound like??

The session took a turn toward my DH and his seemingly endless guilt about what Medusa has done and how it has impacted the skids. Therapist kept having to remind him that he is NOT the one who has damaged the skids, he is NOT the one who abandoned the skids and he is NOT required to suffer endlessly because of HER actions. He gets to be happy and he gets to let his kids feel their own pain and growth without taking it all on his shoulders……I was like this – :jawdrop:

I guess I am a bitch after all, because while I may have felt bad for one of my kids because of their struggles, or I may have been sympathetic to something going on in their lives, I never took on their pain to the point of paralysis.

So, DH has a new deadline for Operation Exit Plan. We talked a little bit more last night about the various iterations, and I told him that if he didn’t have the plan together by the end of next week, that I would come up with one on my own and he wouldn’t like it – lol!!

And, so it goes….