I'm doing fine
I had a moment earlier . . . my husband's little "friend" from college (I am 1000% sure that nothing happened physically between them, but I didn't appreciate him talking to her behind my back) had posted something on facebook asking what to do in Atlanta with one child-free day, and someone posted a reply to her suggesting to go to a Braves game.
So we're going to the beach next week, Sunday-to-Sunday rental. My H called and asked if I thought it would be fun to go ahead and leave tomorrow and catch a Braves game on the way down.
Trigger trigger trigger! I immediately jumped to, he's spoken with her and knows she's going to be there, and that's why he wants to go. I mentioned that to him and he said that he had no idea that she posted that, he doesn't go on her page, and he would rather just get rid of Facebook altogether, and suggested that maybe I could run his business page and he could just delete it? Good response.
Later I went on her page and saw that she's not going to even be going anytime soon (she had responded that it won't be during baseball season) so it was really just me being paranoid. Fuck this date.
[This message edited by JanaGreen at 9:39 AM, July 26th (Friday)]