So I went to see TD’s son last night at his new job. I turned down TD’s awesome ‘offer’ to come meet me there with his daughter and told him that I will pick her up at the house and take her to dinner, but that he wasn’t invited. Yey me. So I did. And we went. And we had a great time. And his son did a great job. And his daughter is so smart and witty and awesome but is amazingly introverted and self conscious. She talks to me though and tells me about far more than I’m sure she talks to anyone else about. I feel bad about not spending time with her. I see a lot of me in her. She reminds me of myself when I was younger (and was actually shy). Anyway, as we’re talking and laughing and having a great time, guess who shows up? And plops his ass right down at our table. And orders dinner. Uhm, hello? Awkward much? I didn’t so much as look in his direction or speak one word to him. As I’m sure he hasn’t told his kids what a jack-hole he’s been to me and that’s why I haven’t been around, they must have been uber confused. Well wait, knowing what I know of TD, I’m sure he told them that I’m jealous of his ‘relationship’ with the closet dwelling lunch lady/crossing guard and that’s why I haven’t been around. Silly me.
Anyway, after dinner I took his daughter back home while he took his son to basketball practice. I made sure to be gone long before he got back home. The ‘old’ (and nice) TD would have texted me to thank me for taking her to dinner or to make sure that I arrived home safely. Last night I got nothin’. And that’s just fine with me. Today, however, was a different story. Today I got the ‘thank you’ text as well as a ‘have a good day’ text and even a bonus text with a picture attached. Of a moving van at his ex girlfriend/neighbor’s house. Uhm, thanks idiot. I don’t care. And didn’t respond 🙂 He’s so not the man that I remember. He’s just the asshole guy who looks like the nice guy that I once knew. What a difference a year makes, right?
(and yes, I know I shouldn’t even be seeing his kids, but that’s something I’m trying to figure out. I know they’ll be fine without me and I’ll be a-ok without them, but I’m just trying to navigate this all so that they (and me) are okay with how we leave things)