reveursurlecafe's Journal

Woke late, on the floor where I slept.  I had an errand to run almost immediately.  Upon my return I made the children their lunch, he helped carry in bags, and said he had to go. 

He loaded his photography things and said he would be taking pictures after his jobs today and had no idea when he would return.  I told him I would not call him.  He said I could if I wanted to.  I said whatever.  I said goodbye.

I will take the kids to my mother's shortly.  I will go over to group and speak to one counselor to inform them all of this and leave.  I will come home and figure out how I want to spend the next couple hours.  I assume I will still need to pick up the kids before I see him, and probably have dinner as well.

I hate him right now.  I feel so broken hearted.