Journal entry / Update
I’ve been reading everyone’s updates and reading individual journeys on here. I really appreciate all of your stories and experiences. I’m finding it all so helpful and validating.
First of all, here’s my thankful list.
1. Our first purchasing option for obtaining chickens fell though, but we ended up getting a better deal somewhere else, closer by. The hens cost only $5 each and are healthy egg layers. We got three hens and they get along so well with our old rooster. They are such a gentle bunch with no fighting or quarreling. We made a new friend as well. We talked with the nice lady who sold them to us and we are going back for a visit sometime soon!
2. One of my sons works the night shift for a grocery supply warehouse. He came home at 6am with 1/2 case of bananas. He said they needed to get rid of them because they wouldn’t be suitable for shipping. I now have a freezer partway full of sliced, frozen bananas for smoothies, plenty for the children’s snacks, and leftovers for banana bread!
3. I have three good survey jobs online. I can cash out when I want in exchange for gift cards. I’ve been able to provide my basic personal needs, vitamins, toiletries, protein powders, lettuce seeds for the garden, etc.
Most of the time I feel pretty good. I’ve been staying busy. We are trying new things that would have looked foreign to me a few months ago. I’ll explain in more detail in another post. The children (adults, teens, and littles) have grown a lot closer lately. There is the bickering and pecking order that wad present before. I don’t know if it’s the right thing to say, but things have felt more peaceful since H moved out. I know it sounds like a rotten thing to say, but it’s true. The older young men are sharing there time and resources with the younger kids. All the kids will pile into the SUV and go somewhere for the day, every other Saturday. Mostly, I find that I have some quiet and time to heal. I read my Bible, spend ALOT of time outdoors, work, teach, sketch, walk, plan for a future beyond the present. It sounds silly, but once or twice I have felt lead to pray for him, briefly. My first inclination was not to, then the still, small inner voice reminding me that I might be the only one who would. So I do so, a little reluctantly, but not uncomfortably so. I feel better, and something inside me turns itself around and starts to heal, and I feel like God is pleased.
One thing I am still working on is detachment. There is the relationship between H and the kids. There is the relationship between H and myself, which is nonexistent. He doesn’t speak to me about anything anymore. I only get the text stating what time he will pick the 3 youngest up his visitation and what time he will bring them back the next day. I usually answer with ok, or one of them has the sniffles. Sometimes he will stop by the house to pick up stuff from his side of the garage. He mainly speaks to our oldest D32. She lives here and runs a small farm and orchard here. He has her making his furniture for his apartment. He passes messages to me thru her. He wanted to know where the stuff I had for him to sell on EBay went I reminded him he said he only wanted to sell one thing before he moved out, and that I could do what I wanted to with the rest. He told me this on two different occasions. I donated the items to charity. He was pissed. I calmly reminded him what he told me. I don’t like that my D chooses to be the go between, but I can’t maker her choices.
Yesterday, he stopped by at lunch and texted asking me if I knew who locked the large safe in his office, I texted back and told him I don’t know.
My D32 hasn’t made much progress with his furniture, so he will be here tomorrow and Wednesday working on his log barstools, coffee table and tv stand. Wednesday is also D11’s Birthday. I pray everything goes smoothly. I will just get most of my work done tonight and try to stay out of his way. I’m just so pissed at him for acting like such an entitled j@cK@s$.
I think I need advice on how to not have the panic reaction on the inside when he monsters. I can be cool and detached on the outside, using only necessary and words in texts. I think it would be helpful to hear what some of you have found helpful in the detachment process.
Also, how do you handle the left out feeling when he texts the kids and I only find out second hand information about when he is stopping by?
Well, the kids are inside having a nerf gun battle. I need to make sure the didn’t shoot the lightbulbs out😬