So, as many of you know, I lost my mom in January this year. Rebuilding my relationship with my dad has been difficult, because he's relied on me more as a friend and confidant than a daughter (especially lately through the loss of my grampa- his dad- and him having to go through the entire family's stuff and sell my grandparents' house), and there have been a lot of times where I wish he could have just been Dad again. One of the first bizarre things my dad said out of shock when everything happened was that he didn't think Mom wanted him to spend the rest of his life alone thinking about her, and asked me what I thought of him finding someone new. I had zero response to that 18 hours after Mom died.
So tonight he called me to let me know that he scheduled the closing on my grandparents' house. And among other things, he dropped this bomb on me.
He's going to NJ this weekend to visit a friend. A ladyfriend.
I seriously have no idea how I feel about this. I think he doesn't know how he feels about this either. I have been WTFing for the past hour since I got off the phone. I mean, it's been SIX FREAKING MONTHS. Not even. Granted I don't know how long he should "mourn" and stay single, but wut. Seriously, just wut.