Lone ranger

So here I am on a saturday evening sitting alone at my desk. The rest of my colleagues have left for the day, came in for an hour or so and gone to begin their weekend. My weekend too has begun with fireworks.. Had this not happened, we had plan to go out and have a nice time, window shopping and ending the evening with a romantic dinner. Un-fucking-believable!

A just called me to tell me that she has cooked food, which she has kept on the platform and that she was packing her bags and going to her mom's place...forever. And that I can have what she has made if I like or just throw it and eat whatever garbage I want. Me, I don't respond, don't say anything. Just a simple ok. Because by now I've sent her several messages asking her not to cancel the plans and come over and not to go..but it she has not relented. I don't know if this is the 'final break up'. And because of my lack of response she has messaged me saying I'm shameless and I was even sounding happy that she was going (?) and she is feeling cheated and fucked for life. I don't respond. Instead I write another blog...way to go pal!
I think I'll get back to work and try and finish everything that I can...Monday is going to battle at work. I need to sharpen my weapons. I really think I'm shameless... my marriage is over and I'm just devoid of feelings. What a man!