Can I Have A Doggy Bag?

9 PM

FB finally calls. He’s so sorry he missed dinner. Am I mad? Are there leftovers? He could come over tonight and see me. I ask why he didn’t at least give me a call and let me know he couldn’t make it. He says it’s been crazy at the house. His woman took off on a cruise and he had to watch the kids and he didn’t even know she was going. Errrrr…rewind! Your what? “You have a girlfriend?” He doesn’t hesitate in his answer. “No. The woman I live with.” And that means what? “That you share children with?”. He goes on to explain that he lives with his ex who is his son’s mother because it’s easier. But he doesn’t love her and they haven’t even slept together in months. And this makes me feel better how? I sit for a second and he notices my pause, asking me what’s wrong. “I didn’t know you had a girlfriend.” He assures me that they’re not together like that and then asks again if he can come over when the kids go to sleep. I tell him to call when that happens. Apparently the kids didn’t go to sleep that night.