I had gotten back from the funeral this afternoon around 5:00, and as soon as I get home, Steve decides to leave and go out with friends for the evening...out on a boat or something....The 3 older kids when back over to MIL's for a few days, and we only have Elizabeth, but I was still ticked off because he just left like it was no problem....I swear, we never talk anymore and he is always doing his "fun stuff" with the buddies now....I get so sick of it...it is 8:33 and he still isn't home....I don't even want to talk to him anyway...I needed moral support I guess when he got here, but I didn't get it..My mom even asked if I went to the funeral, and thought it was weird that I went alone....that is the first time I ever went to a funeral alone ....But that was my best friends momma why wouldn't I??? Gosh, it was so hard yall!