Today...

So someone calls up to talk to me about my son riding on the short bus (his idea, not mine).  I was able to be all bright and nice on the phone.  All this while my mood is actually about a 3-4 on the if 1 is suicidally depressed & 10 is the happiest you've ever felt scale.  I started the day fine but started heading down for no reason I could discern.  Then I ran across pictures of my 50th birthday party.  The one I would NOT have wanted if I'd realized my husband was only doing it because he HAD to.  Which he followed up by leaving me two weeks to the day after.   I understand why he did it now.  But his timing sucked big green donkey... genitalia.