Ryder and I picked up an old friend and his girlfriend this afternoon. The ex and I used to live with him when we were dating. He was a lousy roommate, but that is for another time.
We picked them up and went to Chuck E. Cheese. Apparently the rest of the seacoast had the same idea. I practically had a panic attack just driving into the parking lot. We had a lot of fun, even though it was quite overwhelming.
The girlfriend is awesome, I really liked her. At one point she took Ryder off and I got to talk to my friend. He told me that he had spoken to the ex a couple days ago. He is working in Connecticut. I felt a little strange about talking about the ex to him, because I don't want to put him in the middle of anything. Although, I think he likes it. He was amused that he would be able to tell the ex that he hung out with his kid and ex-wife. Makes me smile too.
We reminisced a bit about the fun that we had. I filled both of them in on some of the shittier parts of the divorce. I talked about Denver and my crazy father-in-law and when you know about him, Ryder never seeing his dad doesn't seem all that weird.
And we also saw a girlfriend of mine that I hadn't seen in about a year.
All this amidst the craziness of Chuck E. Cheese.
- Happy - seeing old friends, making new ones
- Good memories
- Bad memories
- Confused - do I want to know where the ex is? What he is doing?
- Concerned - the ex suggested offing himself for the life insurance (old threat)
- Sympathetic about the ex's fucked up childhood
- Excited - going on vacation, making future plans with my friends.
- Stressed - large crowds