Only me and Gibby are home. It's so cute that we are both sitting at laptops at the kitchen, enjoying a peaceful Saturday afternoon.

Lazy Boye went to see Loca Grande. WOn't be back till she drops him off at school Monday. (PS- She must have realized I was serious about not contacting me, because I have not heard from her in 9 days. I am thrilled!)

PITA is with my FIL.

Princess is at work.

Not really sure where Loghead is, and honestly, I don't care. But I do mean that in a positive way... Sure, I'm still pissed he hasn't apologized about his behavior the other night, but I have decided not to let that be my hang up. His actions (and the actions of his kids) drove me from my home for a 3 hour period. That should have been some sort of wake-up call for him, but it hasn't seemed to affect him.

I think I've barely said a word to him all week. It's starting to creep him out. He can't figure out my silence. I can tell from the way he keeps talking to me, and asking me things. I see the frustration on his face when I respond to him with simple, one word answers. (The way he talks to me...) He was stunned this morning when I shushed him while I was watching TV. (Which he does to me all the time)

WEll, I've just decided to learn to only speak the really important things. Maybe this will get his attention.

For the record- another Saturday is about to pass without him spending time with me. Something he promised during our big talk on January 1st...

And I'm okay with that. I woke up early to have a quiet house to myself; to watch some movies on the DVR I'd taped up.

The house is a mess. No clean clothes. No clean towels. No clean dishes. Big mess from the friends PITA had over last night.

And I don't care. It can stay there. I'm letting it go...

I don't know if I'm really making any sense right now. The sunshine is calling me outside. I think Gibby and I will go enjoy the day. Happy day ladies! (and gentlemen!)