Okay, here's the low-down

The Paperweight has officially moved out. The Boy knows, The Girl doesn’t. He's still going to come pick her up for daycare in the morning and drop her off after work. She's just going to be told that he's "working" a lot; which he would do 4 nights out of 5 anyways so it's really not much of a change for her. But the whole thing about why he's moving out (from the 1/26 journal entry) apparently still "applies". He's under the thinking that he's going to move out and "take care of himself" until he can come back and be a good husband and father. And apparently he's under the impression that I'm going to be completely okay with this and I'll wait around for him in the meantime. I am going through the complete grieving process - you can follow along with me using a Psych text book - and he can't understand why I'm so upset; why I'm unwilling to have a husband when it's convenient for him to be a husband. Once again, he's asking me suck it up and deal with what he wants while my wants and needs get ignored. Been there, done that. The only difference now is I won't be getting my once-a-month-lay….He sees it as me not "sticking by him" as he "works through his issues." The stand-by-your-man mentality may work in the Clinton household, but ole Bill makes way more money then my husband.

There is irony in all of this though. He's spent more quality time with the kids since he moved out then when he lived with us. He stays and plays with The Girl until I get home. I've come in to find them tousling around on the floor together which he never used to do. I've seen him sit with his son and play a video a game while asking him about school and his teachers. He stopped over about 9 last night to check on us because he had called and I hadn't called him back (we were grocery shopping) and he knows the Girl's bedtime is 8 so he was worried that something had happened (yeah, my husband moved out so now the kids have to come with me. Duh)

Anyway, so he tucked the Girl in bed (first time for everything) and stayed to watch the State of the Union with the Boy. Then, get this, before he leaves he sits down next to me and asked me how my day was…..will wonders never cease?!?!

So we seem to be at an impasse. He thinks he's going to get all better and I'll be wooed off my feet and we'll live happily ever after. I think he's decided to have his cake and eat it too. I think he wants the comfort provided by a family without the work. And I also think that if it's okay for him to abandon his family to meet his own selfish wants and needs then it's okay for me to not wait around for him. Any big strong blonde guys reading this???