Day after

Man I'm behind. So much to tell and hardly any time to tell you all everything. I have been swamped lately with work, school and the kids. In the past week and a half I've been with my girls almost the entire time. I had a few hours to myself on Wednesday after open house. I had Friday to myself for Soccer and homework then Saturday morning for school. I know most people have their kids all the time and major kudos to single parents who have their children all the time. I have 50/50 custody so I've gotten use to having time to myself to get things done, like homework, clean house and such.
Anyways, the biggest update is that me and Wheelin had pretty much zero communication for a few days before the weekend. Then Friday while I was at soccer I get a phone call and text asking if he could spend the night at my house because he has a really early drill the next day (he drills close to my house). At first I was caught off guard considering it was kind of weird to not hear from him at all and then when I do hear from him, it's to spend the night?!?!? So I told him i wouldn't be home for a while, I had a few games that night and I had homework to finish before the next day. Around 9:30 I sent him a text letting him know I was home. I felt like a complete idiot...why is it so hard to turn away a guy that I like, its really frustrating. So he ends up coming over, he goes to bed and I work on homework. I crawled into bed around 12:30 and we both just slept. Around 5am he got up, cuddled, dressed in the dark and left.
Didn't hear a peep from him till Sunday night when he came to drop his motorcycle back off and pick up his truck (he stores some of his stuff in my garage, till he gets his house). He gave me a couple of hugs and told me that I wasn't being very affectionate. I wasn't, I've been trying to back off little by little and was hoping that he would just fade away on his own. Then he comes around and I get all screwed up...yes, typical. Anyways, he calls me yesterday right when I get off work to see if he can come to my house and wash his truck. After a hesitation on my part he offers to wash my van as well...so I agree. Here's the kicker...He starts telling me about how he just got chewed out by a girl, a girl that he went to a Notre Dame game with (in South Bend, which is a plane trip away from where we live...which he conveniently didn't mention he went with a chick, and I am just finding this out at that moment)and that she lived in Reno (which he had been flying to almost every other week for a month...due to drill). Guess she was upset with him because she flew in to town and he told her to keep him posted about hanging out and he never contacted her. So she told them that they were having major communication problems. Guess she really liked him and he told her he wasn't getting serious with anyone. I told him to tell her to join the club. Anyways to cut this a little shorter, I basically gave him some advice on how some girls probably take him and how he can be very confusing and touch to figure out. Then after both our cars were washed I told him I just wanted to be friends. That I felt like a sleazeball being a "friend wit benefit". So he said "ok". So my after feelings are relief to finally put it out there again and sadness that that's over. Yes it is much better this way in a lot of different reasons...but when something you thought might work out or has the possibility of being something great is completely over and dead I think a tad bit of mourning is expected. Oh well as one buddy once told me "This is just a process of elimination"