All is quiet on the Western front.

With the ex gone on a ship, I've hardly talked to him in a week... Which in this case is a good thing. No drama... Or at least very little drama. He calls every few days to talk to lil-bit, but those conversations rarely last more then 5 minutes. Other then that... I finally started packing. I'm having a hard time figuring out where I stand packing wise since I asked him to take all his stuff over to his buddys house before he left and I didn't touch a thing. So on top of packing my stuff, I've been packing his stuff... Which is a pain in the butt. Especially when you're trying to do all this stuff totally on your own with a 4 year old running around.