Today brought various levels of emotions, firstly starting with tiredness and a struggle to feed some paper through my printing machine at work, which I walked away from. I picked up my son and he was in a bright and happy mood. He ate his tea well and his pudding. Our game was interrupted by my ex ringing to say firstly that she needed a word later and secondly that she requested my son be returned early as she hadn't seen much of him this weekend. My son said he didn't want to go and see mummy until I offered him chocolate in my van and suddenly he complied. I was on the defensive as I entered my ex home and she said "Don't worry it's nothing bad" and other calming comments which just dragged out her saying what she had to say. She asked for reasons why we had broken up, without me listing bullet points in a cold hearted manner. She asked why I had seemed to just switch off all of a sudden in a callous way. Basically though she expressed being cut adrift. I was the one with the large family and her friends are not close really. 
She was reassured when I reiterated that for me to become platonic friends with her and maybe from time to time provide her with an evenings platonic company, I needed to cut all ties from her and to be able to enter that house as a single entity rather than a relic of some lost relationship. She seemed to get some sort of closure for now. I felt a little awkward when she asked such questions as "do you miss me?", "do you regret leaving?"
Sod it, she asked.
"Er...no and no." I said.
She's under no illusion. She just needed to feel she had asked a few questions for whatever reason. Maybe now she will take a step back from grasping at my shirt tails to find out what I'm doing. She and I are both going through a rebirth. I guess all these check points need to be gone through in order to progress. 
I drove away with a sigh of relief. I finished watching (Angels and Demons) De Vinci Code 2. 
I painted a watercolour of Gordon Smith the psychic. I was happy with this one too. There is something very calming about painting and I hope that I improve. 
For some reason I get teary with my son when I see him briefly on a Monday. When I have him for six or more hours I don't. I think Monday's will be stopped soon. Things will be different when I have the house though so I like seeing him a lot at the moment. He brings me so much happiness that it overwhelms me. Anyway this blog is already way too long. Speak to you tomorrow friends.